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"Being old and fifty is a wonderful thing," said Mr. Kendrew, a large tall man with enough wisdom to become village chief if he wanted too. His curly hair was visibly fading. The woodland brown losing itself to white.
Showing a hint of delight in his face as the cake was carried to him, we wonder if Mr. Kendrew ever had a surprise celebration like this before. Thinking that is too obvious to answer, since the man is one of the most inspiring teachers to whoever crossed his path, we threw the thought and we were happy enough to be there to celebrate his golden Jubilee.
"Ah, yes. It is a golden jubilee isn't it?" and Mr. Kendrew laughed.
Alan Kendrew, the funniest tutor in PTEB. Knighted as Sir Alan by his students, of which to them felt he deserves it.
Soft chocolate fudge cake coated in chocolate icing. Decorated with white and pink flowers, and a big HAPPY 50 on it.
It was Farah (right)'s mom after all who made the cake.
The girls planned it all this time.
Did I mention I love CHEESE, STRAWBERRY, and MILK flavors? ^_^
"This is the happiest day of my life!" cried out Nisa, who was on a diet before she munched on a chocolate cake.
Soft chocolate fudge cake coated in chocolate icing. Decorated with white and pink flowers, and a big HAPPY 50 on it.
It was Farah (right)'s mom after all who made the cake.
The girls planned it all this time.
Did I mention I love CHEESE, STRAWBERRY, and MILK flavors? ^_^
"This is the happiest day of my life!" cried out Nisa, who was on a diet before she munched on a chocolate cake.
We had to ask. Would Mr. Kendrew, finally had reach 50, keep reminiscing about the past and his youthful days? Looking as if images of a once young Alan Kendrew is streaming through his mind, he gently took off his glasses and slightly placed them on to the table.
"No" he said. "Some might not get the chance of being fifty. Others are proud to get old and live long enough to see their grandchildren". Everyone was smiling widely "In fact, I am one of those fortunate."
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I sat in front of the PC and while blogging my previous post and waiting to leave for training with the Bandar Blacks, I thought about the number of days that I recall having the happiest day of my life. I believe the happiest day would have to come in large numbers. I mean there's...
. The day I was born
. The day I had my first discman
. The day I found my calling in Rugby
. The day I had my first electric guitar
. The day I had the Dime-o-flage
. The day I had As in my examination results
..and so on and so forth.
Is there really a true 'Happiest day'? Would it be your initiation to adulthood, or your first lover? Maybe it's the idea of the impossibility of achieving that special thought. I explained to my mom, it's like doing something you could never imagined or something happened to you that you never imagined.
Like going to Japan. Years ago I never thought of going there, nor believing that there is a slight possibility of traveling there. And just months ago, I was able to walk around the land of the rising sun to see the cherry blossoms.
What happened today, happened so quick like the fall of sakura petals.
"Zi, you should see the Tucson! It's really beautiful! Cool man!" cried out Zani from the door. My thoughts were interrupted by the engine running, reminding me that today is the day mom and dad was bringing home the third car. I hurriedly finished blogging and ran to see the Hyundai Tucson.
Like the fall of sakura petals, disbelief came right away after the shock. To the point where I could not contain myself, I fell to the ground in tears.
Because it was not the Tucson that was in front of me, but the Hyundai Coupe instead. I thought about the hardships my mom went through, and how difficult it is for my dad to take care of all of us at once. I thought about how did we deserve a present like this.
In the midst of being over joyous, mom revealed to both of us that while Zani and I are oblivious of the car, all of them including my little sister Aira planned it to be a surprise under the guise of getting an SUV.
On the list of Happiest days of my life, mom was there to see it all and done it all for us. The trip to Japan, the PSP, The Dime-o-flage.. How can I forget it was my mom, who went through great pains to bring us up into this world, who was always there for everyone of us, her children.
I love you mom ^_^
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