Dik Nur di Makam Tok Wan. Al Fatehah. When I am gone , I wish all my beautiful daughters would be reciting their doa for me...insya Allah
This is the place where I first learn ABC, 123! No preschool, no tution. The school went through vast transformation but the main block, which was also the classroom of my dad, my sister, brother and the rest was still in tact! To my almarhum dad, getting first in class was mandatory, being second was unacceptable and third on wards ...needless to say! Fierce though! Any way this naughty boy has never regret at all
With blessing from Allah SWT, my late mum and dad moulded me to be a human being, being me today, me as I am now.
Sekolah Kebangsaan Jabi..I remember few names of my old classmates and wonder where they are now..Mashitah Ramli (teacher), Azizah (teacher), Dali (kg guy), Razak (kg guy), Wahab and many others I cant remember now . The teachers Cikgu Ya (HM) Cikgu Shuaib (class teacher), Mr Yaakob (English teacher who forced us to speak no other but English during his period) and many more I couldnt recalled.
One of my classmate, Lt Azman Salleh passed away few years back. Alfatehah!
Padang Kubor was "old trafford" of mine. It gains the name by virtue of its close proximity to the kampong grave yard. This was where, my buddies and me sweat ourselves almost every afternoon for foot ball games. It is over grown by lalang now. Wonder where goes the nowadays kids, have they lost their passion to this game? BTW since I was really kaki bangku, most of the time i was relegated to a position of a goal keeper (nasib baik bukan ball picker!). Mind you...Those days, the goal post were made of bambo!
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