My childhood story

i grew up at kubang semang, a small village along the rail way track.I enjoyed my child life with no guidance of parents because they were busy of earning money to support for the family.I'm being independent since i was 3 years old.i ate myself, bathed, changed my clothes, and etc. My childhood life was different from others...i play kite instead of play ps game, playing gasing instead of robotcop, playing glass ball instead of model car and so on...when i first saw my neighbour making the kite i wonder how do a kite flying so high? when i looked at the bird ??? why a bird is so free flying above the sky with their two additional wing and go whatever places they desired to.I was sitting beside the track and watching of the big kite in the shape of an eagle and i started making my day dream !!!lying on the rock of the rail way, wind breezed on to my face, two eyes was nearly to close with the strong sun light shine into my eyes during evening, suddenly a very high intensity sound was approaching me. That is not a train, that is a plane flying above me...i did not think of piloted an aircraft instead i'm making day dream of sitting on the kite flying hahahaha!!!(so simple of me that time) As times goes on ...i passed my child life like this instead of studying hard.i hate study when i was small. Even a very simple of malay and english word i also dont know.i just interested in science and mathematic. I'm from chinese school. Someday when i was watching english shows ...That show was so fascinating but i'm watching it without knowing the content. The curiousity make me start trying to study malay and english. During standard 4 final, teacher gave me an essay and ask me to memorize because this is the example that will come out during exam. My confident was high enough and i believed this time i sure wont get 2 marks d haha...Once go back to home....i'm still the same went out for playing, during at night i took out the notes that teacher gave me and start to memorize, after i read and find the meaning of the first sentence then i fall asleep d haha. During exam time i wrote all the thing that i study last night and finally i get 5 marks d... 1st step of success. One day, when i was standard 5...i fight with friends, people that fight with me was much taller than me and i beat him until cry, after that i have been called up to the office and accept the punishment of standing outside the door with three strike .My class teacher(sir) came in with a long and thick rotan!!!
sir :what is your mistake?
me:Because this guys criticised me as a single parents and poor, i'm so hot so i beat him
sir :I will give u 2 strike as u beat people.teacher was so angry and strike my buttock.
The teacher hands was so heavy and my bottock was so small...once strike i cant sit back in my place.I cry so loudly and the teacher cant stop me haha...after this teacher knows my problem and start talking smoothly to me.He told me that u are angry when people laughing at u and why dont u proved to them that u are better then them in the future.You are smart enough and you just weak in that 2 subject malay and english. Why dont u start working hard for it.After this my mind is full of passion and the passion was burn up my heart. I start taking my sister dictionary and finding the meaning of the vocabulary ,and i know the only way for me to skip studying transition is to pass malay...i used one and the half years to study bahasa malaysia ,no going out play,no fyling kite, fishing and etc...just study...follow my sister study until mid night,drinking coffee to get some energetic and follow my study schedule tightly.Finally i pass the bahasa malaysia and english during UPSR and 2 As in math and science and also i able to read the malay subtittle d.
During of my secondary school...i was trying so hard to study but i never know what i'm going to be after this? Sitting at the top of berapit hill and thinking what am i actually pursuing for my life?? wealth? prosperity? health? All of this was in my mind,i dream of buying a sea view banglo house, cyrstal clear sea water and shiny white beach. Have a sport car and pretty wife. This is all the people will think of. Dreaming of all this was not enough for me i think. As time goes on my dream changed to the feeling of flying a giant an aircraft boieng 747 goes around the world...the responsibility of taking off such giant plane and carrying about 450 pax passenger to the destination that people desired...Pilot living with high salary paid and glamorous live style...wearing smart wing uniform surrounded with few pretty air stewardess walking through the airport...But, i have to be clear there is no free luch in this world. The path to be pilot is not an easy task. But never give up before try .