It was during Standard 2, when I set my foot on the ground of SMK Convent Klang -- a new school, new environment. I could still vaguely remember the picture of my class and the warmest welcome from all my beloved new classmates. Back then, I was really small in size. My sister used to tell me that, "If there is any storm in Malaysia, you'd be the first one to be blown away." Now that I think of it, it might really be true as I used to be the smallest among all. Therefore, my eyes were always set on a girl. She was sitting at the corner of the classroom, always laughing and smiling from the bottom of her heart. However, it was her size that attracted my attention, she wad a head taller than me, what a big Bertha! Frankly, I had once dreamt of her as the giant in the story "Jack and the Beanstalk". But I was not as lucky ad Jack, because in my dream, I was crushed into pieces by her gigantic foot.
I was a little bit gauche and shy to take the initiative to talk to her because she had always seemed so far to reach. One morning, I enrolled in a Chinese class neat Meru. Just when I was building castles in the air, someone knocked the door and asked for permission to enter the class. It was her! Initially, I was flabbergasted because it was really unexpected for her to turn out in the old rusty building. Although we were in the same class again, we did not have the opportunity to talk to each other. Or to be precise, something unsure had stopped us from starting a conversation. The moment we reached school in afternoon, the first thing we blurted out was, "Hey, was it you this morning?" and we both burst into laughter. Standing there, we were both aware that we were now on the threshold of our friendship.
We eventually built a close rapport. Even though I had always teased her simplicity, it was also the main factor which made me like her so much. She was so innocent and her puppy eyes had always softened my heart. Despite her size, she gave an aura on the need for sympathy and protection. In the midst of her simplicity, sometimes I felt that she was mature. She did not place a mask on her life. She was a person for herself and her loved ones. I have always admired her unblemished attitude towards life as it was already a paragon in this materialistic society.
Seven years is not a short period of time. A lot has changed since then. Her height now has made disparity compared to her height during primary school. She is now half a head shorter than me. Even so, I am in mirth that she has not changed other that her height. She is still the person whom I admire in the dark. However, she has picked up on melioration to scream in class. Now, she has not only grabbed my attention but everyone's.
I am glad that she sees me as one of her most vital people in her life. Memory flashes back to last year, when my father proposed the idea to send me to New Zealand for studies and other reasons. Her tears kept rolling down her cheeks after I told her about it. I lost words to express my appreciation and gratitude towards God for granting me such a lovely friend. But it was then that I assured of my position in her life. Her tears somehow performed their magic to coax me to stay.
She is definitely an amazing friend without a shadow of doubt. Under the comparison of my strong personality, she now seems like my younger sister. I always feel that it is my responsibility to protect her pure soul from the harm of the vehement society. Thank you for allowing me to be a part of your life. I hereby give you my words to protect our bond fir eternity. As a friend, I respect you and I will always keep you in my heart, Low Mian En.
Written by Tan Pei Sin, Wendy
07.01.2010
Heeee. Didn't expect to see it here. Thanks Mian En!
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