it was when i was 6teen. tht is form 4. i was in an ordinary school. Just around the house. not popular. not like all my brothers and sisters. they all get to go to a..hhmm. pretty famous school in JB. Like my eldest brother, he was in English College or Maktab Sultan Abu Bakar. both of my Elder sister and my youngest sister were in Sultan Ibrahim Girl School. and 2 of my younger brother were in Sekolah Dato' Ja'far. well me, i'm stuck in that stupid school. i know it's school anyway. I know ya might think that all depends on ourselve right. but i still think that the school suck. i'm not suppose to be there.
Anyway, my story.. at the age of 6teen. ya know like teenagers become something like out of control, rebels, fighting, disobedient.. etc. so, the goverment, they kinda have this Motivation Seminar for these kinda people. i don't know why i was chosen. only 3 of us from that school. i know y they chose the other 2 guys. hehe. Only boys from grade B school and below was chosen for this seminar. Like EC and SDJ excluded from this. each school have to send 3 most dangerous student.. hhmm dangerous.. mayb i'm not using the right word. but i think ya'll understand. something like that most dangerous, bad.. anything. i dnt know at first. i just knew it when i got to the place and asked the facilitator... when they call my name attend this the next week. i was kinda shocked. i said y me. i asked the teacher y me? she said, she don't know as well. she said just go. not anybody could go such thing like this for free. usually people have to pay for it. just think it positive take it like ya lucky. that's wut she said. i said ok. for a week.. i've been to lots of motivation classes and i don't think i need it anymore. but wut the hell. nothing to lose anyway. plus i get to not go to school.
On the day, early in the morning. my mom and dad send me to the place we supposed to gather. it was embarrasing. other people came by themselve.they'll think i'm Manja. but i dnt giv a damn.My mom insist to send me. to hell with other people. then the other 2 friend of mine came. oowh.. i thought it's only around JB.easy for me to escape.. but no.. actually it's in Malacca. hutan simpan air keroh Melaka. arrgh. My friend already pack 3 boxes of dunhill. enough for 5 days. when we got onto the bus, everybody starred at each other like we gonna have a fight or something. just imagine all the naughty pupils from other school. if ya asked each of them, they have they're own casses and stories. I just sit back and be cool. looking at each of them like i wanna punch their face right there. the bus stopped at Air Hitam for a drink. i know the place. i use to travel a lot by bus to KL. so tht's the common place for busses to stop for a drink or somthing. Me and Yazid my fren from school went back of the place for a smoke. then a few minutes later came another student from the bus. then came another, then another... and all the student were at the back of the coffee shop for a smoke.we became frens. since we're frens. so i thought nothing to b worried. tell ya later bout it... then when we got onto the bus. The nice facilitator said that he knows some of us bring cigarette (nicely). he asked us to put all the cigarette to the box given and they will give it back at the end of this seminar. So there goes our cigarette. but my fren yazid still keep one of the box wit him.
on the bus, on the way to that place, nothing happen. oohh. by the way.. we're all wearing school uniforms, that's how we know who's coming at the back of the coffee shop at the stop. ok let's continue. when we reach the place. the story begin. we all thought that's it. just us. actually we were combine with pupils from Kluang as well. As we got out from the bus, again the staring act again. the Kluang boys looking at us like dogs waiting for meat. we were about to fight. i really don't know y, but not even close yet the fierce angry lady facilitator that was already there, probably since morning shout and scream at us like 'korang buat ape tuh, nak gaduh, aku masokkan korang dlm longkang kang'. we all keep our mouth shut. hehe. i said to myself ' bole la ade bodyguard badan besar gajah kat blakang tuh'. we were given a shack. one shack for 4 person.....
ok skip all the boring things. like common seminar, ya know like introduction, briefing, take shower, go to pray, .. owh.. just for info. the place was Hutan Simpan. thou it's forrest but still have a Surau, shower, running tracks and and huts. i don't remember how we had our meal. i think they cooked it and we ate it on a table or mayb there's a hall. anyway, the first day was ok, nothing happened. on the 3rd day. there's a big fight among us. i don't understand how come nobody interupt, i mean no facilitator knows about this. they suppose to take care of us. look after us. wut if something happened like if somebody died on tht fight. at last we settled ourselve. thank god nobody badly injured. i just get a small bruce on the head. i slipped and knock my head onto a rock when i tried to hit this one guy.. ooh, i remember. that day was free day. we can go out anywhere we want. so i went out to buy some cigarette and hv a coffee at a stall nearby. well not near. quite far actually. the night before we were having this 'burung hantu'. i bet everybody know this. where ya hv to walk in a very dark place and they'll place each of us alone in different place. it was interesting. i played it before. it wasn't tht scary. it's different 'burung hantu'. we were blind folded and somebody place us somewhere. and they make scary sound. but i know i'm still near school. so im not afraid. i just act like i'm afraid. hehe. but this time. it's a bit scary. coz we were not blind folded. it's really dark. no light. no nothing. just the moon. i can't see a thing. owh i forgot to tell, our watch and some other stuff was taken on the first day of the seminar. so we neva know wut anytime. we just that is morning or evening or night. ok continue the story... we were given password and they make us confuse with the password like at first he said 'lembu hijau'. then he changed it to 'lembu kuning' then ungu. i remembered, the last one was 'lembu ungu'. the password used to acknowledge the right person to speak to. if you hear other than that, it might be somebody else or something else.hehe. scary huh. like when we were place then suddenly somebody came and say hi or something and ya hv to asked them 'lembu ape?'. that's hard isn't it. then it begun.. i remember my other fren from school zarir behind me. after a while like 20minits walk he was gone. i dn't feel him holding my back anymore. then i was asked to sit. i saw the lights in front of me getting far and far. i know that we are on the running track in the middle of the jungle. i can't see a thing. well honestly, i'm not afraid of the ghost at that time. i'm more concern about the insect or snake or anything like that. i was tired and bored. so i lie down watching the moon. after a while seems like i can see the shape of the tree and road. i thought if walked on this path, i probably found my fren who was left before me. then i start walking slowly.. just as i thought.. i can see him, well not clearly, but i know it's him. then i sat down and accost him. he didn't reply. shivering. hehe. the 3rd time i greet him then he start talking and asked me 'lembu ape?' . i said 'lembu biru air laut'. i told him not to be afraid, they just playing wit us. dnt worry bout it. after i convince him that it was me, then he start ok. hehe. then i try to find some others. i told him to sit wait till i come back. but he was afraid, hehe. i said dnt worry. just a sec. i went further behind and find other. same thing happen. but he's alert quickly he knows it's me. then we went back to zarir. hangout for a while talking stupid things. quite long i think. like 2 hours or something. when we saw light coming from behind we quickly back to our place. when it finished, they said some of us were lost. couldn't find. all because of our fault. i think they just made it up. they found it in the morning in the surau. it could be themselve. they also said that actually we are near to the local aborigine cemetary. i dnt giv a shit. i'm not afraid. not being brave. just that i know they playing. i believe in ghost and everything. but i believe they only hunt us to make us lost in religion. if ya afraid means tht ya not strong.
back to story... the next 2 days i was sick. i didn't go and join wut they doin. i heard they playing this.. it's not a game. it is like the burung antu but this time the student were taken out from the place or the jungle and they have to go back to the their shade themselve. i heard it was pretty scared too. but i should be more scared. coz i was left alone in the shack and the last 2 facilitator who gave me some panadol were talking to each other. i don't know if they intentionally saying it in front of me or what but they were talking the path that the boys are going to use are the most haunted place that is just near by the shack and they just left me like that. i dnt giv a shit. i just sleep and imagining a princess come to me and ask me to marry.. hahahha. well nothing happened. i slept till subuh.
then other boring games on the next day but that night and it was the last night. we are having this kind like a campfire. we sit around together. at that time, all of us were unite. no more fighting. we sit like brothers. only i dnt feel any different. i dnt feel motivated at all. coz i already know most of the thing that they're doin. anyway, that night the lead facilitator giving his motivation speech with emotional and this one time he was talking about, well he asked 2 facilitator men and women to lie down. he ask us to imagine that is our parents dying. almost everybody was crying. i was laughing. even my fren Farid sitting beside me looked at me weirdly asked me why i'm not crying. i said y shud i. he started laugh wit me. then he understand. this one guy he cry. he really imagine that the facilitator was his parents. so he went to this men facilitator and asked for forgiveness. i saw there's another student who was not crying at first. then suddenly he start to look sad when he saw this happened and suddenly he straight to this women facilitator. now i know. he just made it up. the women facilitator quite pretty. no wonder. why didn't i think of that. hehe. the faci can't do anything. hahah. just imagine. hahah. stupid huh. the next day. was the last day. it was the farewell session. everybody seems sad. Kluang boys and JB boys were united. i still remember they said something like.. ' lu org turun kluang, don't worry, wa cover lu org'. then some of said the same thing. 'lu org pun same la. sebut jek nama wa, kalu turun kampung melayu ke, turun bando ke, tara hal, wa byk kaum'.. everybody seem sad but at the same time tryna show off. but seriously, they all coming from bad backround. like robbing, stealing, drugs, gang members,.. all those kinda thing. that's why it's kinda funny when a real gangster cry on the last day of seminar..hehehe. but untill now, i really dnt know y i was chose to this. am i bad..?nah..
the moral of the story..
-eventhou ya been to lot of motivation class and such we still have so much to learn.
-No matter how bad or dangerous ya are, there must be something nice or soft inside us.
-remember that your worst enemy could be your best friends.
-make a lot of friends not enemy.
........ mybe somebody could add something from wut we learn here.
2 comments:
reading this is like watching a movie.
hehe. yeke.thts a true story.anyway i am writing a story now.hope it will work.still working on it.
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