When I was standard 5, I followed my mother to English class twice a week. Yes, my mother was joining English class when she was 48.
She started with zero since she finished her school before 12. And when she was early 20, she and my father joined a direct-selling company which during that time at my place was not as famous as today. After years of struggling and commitment that they had poured to this new-passion, they turned out to be one of the successful bussiness-couple of that company in my hometown, Terengganu. This impressed the head of that company so well. Few names came out to be nominated as the first 'leader' in Terengganu, and their names were there too. But, the only two criterias that made their names out of the list were, too OLD and cannot 'speaking English' at all.
I know, for them this can be quite frustrating. But this also never stopped them. Thing that does not kill you, makes you stronger, right? I think this is one of the motivation that has inspired my mother to take English class.
At 48, my mother joined English class which situated somewhere along Jalan Tok Lam. She insisted me to join too, and as a small kid of hers, I joined. When I first entered the class, I could see a very wide range of age inside it. There were only few small kids like me and one or two seniors like my mother, and the rest were between 15 to 25. I do still remember our teacher, super-size Madam Jothi who drove a mini Kancil. She is so nice. She taught us without discrimination of age. But the most terrible part was when we had to copy an essay on the whiteboard. As a fragile slow-writer, it really tortured me so much. I quietly started to shed tears. Then, my mother, as angelic as always, slowly pulled my book and copied the whole essay for me.
My mother finished the 1 year course, but apparently she still cannot master the language until today. Well, it might sound pathetic, but for me, I am very proud of her. She is extra-confident to read English articles and letters out loud in front of my father, which he is envy it so much. And, she does enjoy watching English movies on HBO without subtitles. But the most precious part is, her extra-ordinary spirit that I never had, made me never stop running.
She started with zero since she finished her school before 12. And when she was early 20, she and my father joined a direct-selling company which during that time at my place was not as famous as today. After years of struggling and commitment that they had poured to this new-passion, they turned out to be one of the successful bussiness-couple of that company in my hometown, Terengganu. This impressed the head of that company so well. Few names came out to be nominated as the first 'leader' in Terengganu, and their names were there too. But, the only two criterias that made their names out of the list were, too OLD and cannot 'speaking English' at all.
I know, for them this can be quite frustrating. But this also never stopped them. Thing that does not kill you, makes you stronger, right? I think this is one of the motivation that has inspired my mother to take English class.
At 48, my mother joined English class which situated somewhere along Jalan Tok Lam. She insisted me to join too, and as a small kid of hers, I joined. When I first entered the class, I could see a very wide range of age inside it. There were only few small kids like me and one or two seniors like my mother, and the rest were between 15 to 25. I do still remember our teacher, super-size Madam Jothi who drove a mini Kancil. She is so nice. She taught us without discrimination of age. But the most terrible part was when we had to copy an essay on the whiteboard. As a fragile slow-writer, it really tortured me so much. I quietly started to shed tears. Then, my mother, as angelic as always, slowly pulled my book and copied the whole essay for me.
My mother finished the 1 year course, but apparently she still cannot master the language until today. Well, it might sound pathetic, but for me, I am very proud of her. She is extra-confident to read English articles and letters out loud in front of my father, which he is envy it so much. And, she does enjoy watching English movies on HBO without subtitles. But the most precious part is, her extra-ordinary spirit that I never had, made me never stop running.
4 comments:
you should be proud her.
not many people have the much will , lagi2 blaja english kan!
p/s: people told me to blog in bm. but i think the language medium doesn't matter. as long as the points are delivered.
fattnieniey, Yup, i do! I couldn't find a finer woman than her. She is the best
tabik spring to your mum!
terharu wey aku bace!
dear kurt kuden.
i'm impressed, indeed by the fact that your mum, despite her age still wants to learn english.
amazed by her will.
kudos to your mum!
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