Photo : Abdusfauzi with his teacher, Cikgu Mardiana. Small and cute.

Oh Cekgu

Oh Cekgu,
It was 4 years ago, since I left my secondary school.
I miss all of them. Ok, not all of them, but most of them.
They teach me how to integrate a formula,
They teach me that potassium is explosive,
They teach me that girls has monthly period,
They teach me that momentum can kill,
And Maths is easy.

Oh Cekgu,
And because you,
I know that Literature is hard to learn,
I know that Malaysia sucks in Politics,
I know that Iman can go up and down,
I know that I can actually write long Bahasa Melayu essays.

Oh Cekgu,
Thanks, Arigato, and Thanks.
Without all of you,
Right now, I might be walking alone on the street,
Right now, I might be reading newspaper upside down,
Right now, I might join the ‘Rempit” race,
Right now, I might reading ‘Gila-Gila’ instead of Geophysics of the Earth,
Right now, I might not even met ‘Penyanyi’.

Cikgu,
AKU SAYANG KAMU! (I love all of you!)

Cikgu, Guru, Cekgu = Teacher