A POEM OF MINE

By the sun that is burning
By the wind that is blowing
While death is all around us
We live in this world
With much sorrow

We men leader of all
Don't you see?
The world has become
The first hell before the end

And when it reach the limit
The world will be nothing
But dust and bones

Oh Allah help us
Forgive our sins
Before the time comes
We will be glad to die
With your mercy and forgiveness

Oh! Men of all races
Can't you see?
None will survive
Without Allah's permission

Even if you escape
You will fall into the deeps eventually.

NEW YEAR, NEW LIFE......

The school holiday's almost over. Next week, I'll be a secondary student. I will stay in a hostel, that is a new world for me because this is my first time being separate from my beloved family. I know my family will feel lonely especially my mother. She will stay in our lonely house without me.

I will also be missing her too but in order to be successful man, I must swallow all of the suffering and pain even though it is hard for me.

After this, this blog will be lonely like my mother. It'll be refilled when I return home. Just like my mother, her heart will be refilled when I've return. To all of my friends and blogger, especially alidoc... I'll miss you all!! See you next term.....

THE FACTORY 2

At the metting site. "Ken, why are we here? At this factory?'' ask Jock.Then Ken answer " It's because l'm going to investigate about it"

"Oki, did you bring the knife l told you to?" ask Ken

Oki said,"Yes,but what you want to do with th-"

"Just give it to me! I want to cut this net so we can get in,." Ken snatch the knife from Oki's hands. Then he cut a hole in the net as big as his body."Zack can you collect three big fatty stones?''

''Huh. What for??''ask Zack. '' A hah,, he..he that my friend, is something l had in mind''Ken said ''Man, l realy hate it when he says that!!''shriek Jock

to be continue...

THE FACTORY 1

Let me introduce my friends and l: Ken-(me) Jock-Fakhrudin Nick-Fi3 Max-Muhmmad Dean-Nu'man Zack-Zaky Oki-Anis Ken and Jock is at the schoolfeild playing football. Near the schoolfeild there's a factory. Ken look it suspiciously. He knows there's something not right but Jock didn't believe him."Fine then, if you don't believe me, there's only one way to find out," Ken said. "B-but, what's your prove''said Jock. ''That's what are we going to found out... group the team 7pm'' ''Huhhh...where?''said Jock. to be continue...

A LITTLE SECRET OF ME

I want to tell you a secret. Well its quit embaressing but to me it's a gift. Actually l'm always dreaming(berangan) in the toilet. You may lough or wondering why l said it's a gift. Well the reason l said that is because l have make a story. lt's about my friends and l strugling to survive from man-eating zombie! NOW you know why l said it's a gift,l can make a book about it. The story called"Resident Evil Outbreak KIDS", from an early age l can make a living for me and my family. Well l guest tha's it for now.... l'll tell the story later bye!!!

About My School

Yesterday I didn't reveal my school name but l think that's not the way to be proud of my school. Actually, l'm studying at a private school and that is Sekolah Rendah Hira' Shah Alam. What l learn there is similar to what they learn in the national school. Only what is different about my school is that it's approach is more lslamic. Thats all for now.... bye!

Who am I

My name is Amir... a twelve years old kid. This 9th september I will be facing the big exam of my life. My dream is to become a lawyer (good lawyer). My friend always told me, "Jangan loya (nak termuntah) cukup!...."that word inspire me to become a lawyer and it's burning my spirit!!! My school is at Shah Alam. l can't tell you it's name. That's a secret. My dad is a blogger too. He always send his comment at a few bloggers. From him l now know who is A. Kadir Jasin, Raja Petra, Anwar Ibrahim and many more. However, l still don't understand what they wrote there. Therefore, I hope one day l will understand it. Amongst the names that l've mentioned above, l only know Anwar lbrahim. This is because l always saw him on tv. My father told me that he knew Anwar lbrahim very well. He always told me that l must be like Anwar one day, and l will! From the tv, l always heard people said that Anwar is a crook. When l ask my father why,he became annoyed. He explained that it was a lie. He also told me that Anwar is a good man. He sacrifice his life for religion, the people and our country. l hope l'll follow his footsteps.....