Essay 10 : Love

      Love is h beautiful feeling that express honesty, affection and at the same time friendship. It is the greatest gift we can ever hope to give or receive. It can turn frown into smiles and turn all the ugliness in the world into the most beautiful portrait we could ever have the pleasure to behold.         Honestly, it is hard for me to write about love. Love is something that you cannot express well with writing or words....

Essay 9 : The Embarrassing Moment in My Life

          “Ring…” the shrill ringing of the school bell pierced the air, bringing to an end the silence that reined the class for past forty minutes. As the mathematics teacher stepped out of the class, there was a sense of relief as Mr. Siva was a strict disciplinarian who would not tolerate any of our pranks.           The other students started their conversation. Today Zahirah who sit beside me...

Essay 8 : My Bestfriend

In our lives, we come across many people. We see new faces every day. Many of them remain anonymous, some may be acquaintances and some become our friends. Friends come and go throughout our lives and each friendship is a unique relationship. Some friends are joy to be with while others may bore us.         For me, my best friend is my own cousin. Named Azilah Syuhada, she is in the same age as me. Maybe because of that, we get closer easily compared to the...

Essay 7 : My Family

Perhaps, of all the people in person’s life, family holds a special place. It is mother who brings her children into the world. It was father who teaches them their first words and it was their siblings who mould their characters. My family is such a pleasant and amiable family. I am very blissful to be one of the members of this wonderful family.           My father is a well built and of medium height. Born on July 1965, he is 47 years old this year....

Essay 6: If only I listen...

         If only I listen to the forest ranger, we will not lose in this thick scary forest.         “We’re lost,” Rahim said in a barely audible whisper.         “Why don’t we follow the trail?” Johan suggested in same tone.         “There is no trail to follow,” I snapped with a flicker of irritation. “Rahim is right, we’re lost in this jungle.” We sat sadly. Suddenly...

Essay 5 : What I did last school holiday

         Last school holiday, my family and I went back to our hometown, the eagerly-awaited holidays bring a respite from homework, lessons, extracurricular activities and exams. For me, spending a holiday at home is equally unbearable.          0n the last day of school,  I  eagerly waited for the bell to ring at 1:10 p.m.. Then, I felt like a caged bird hat has just been set free. I slang my bag over...

Essay 4 : The Person I Admire.

           The person that I admire is the most prominent Malaysian leader which is Dr. Mahathir b. Mohamad. As the forth and most dynamic Prime Minister of Malaysia, he will undoubtedly leave an everlasting impression on the sands of Malaysia for many years to come.             Born on 20 December 1925 in Alor Setar, Dr. Mahathir is the son of teacher. After his early education at the Maktab Sultan Abdul Hamid...