23 April 2020 / 10.35pm
Without realising, I'm into my day-11 of writing my short story. I write not because I am free. I write because writing make me free.
After studying very hard for my SRP (Form 3) examination. Finally, the result is out. I cycled with fear and at the same time with excitement. I am excited because I know after this, I am going to Form 4 and then Form 5! Then… I can reunite with my family. I miss them a lot!
Yes! Yes! I got my result. I was very happy. I cycled all the way to Mr Lim's house. He was my primary school teacher. As I was cycling, my friends overtook me because they were riding motorbike. I was with my mini bicycle. I keep pedaling… I must tell my teacher this good news! I bumped into few friends, they were disappointed with their 7As result! My heart sank! Why am I so happy!
But I keep pedaling to Mr Lim's house. I told him I got 4As! I was very happy. Not faraway from his house is my best friend's house. I told Mr Lim, I saw him this morning but he wasn't happy because he got 8As not 8A1s. (Mr Lim knows us very well because he taught us before).
He looked at me with a smiling face. I remember that! He said, "Tau Fei, do not compare with other friends. If you want to compare, do compare with your own condition. Your 4As is equivalent to their 8As. Remember, not everyone can achieve your result. But you can achieve their result." I smiled while cycling back to the shop. Deep down my heart, as long as my family and Mr Lim are proud of me, I am contented.
My eyes were blurring before my tears now. He was one of the few reasons why I am still standing tall despite of the complexities digging inside my head…
To my dearest Sir, Mr Lim, I will come back with more of your story. The world need to hear your story…
It isn't goodbye…but just so-long.
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