FEUSTIEN OWEN

Ada satu kelas, 1B, saya ajar English. Okay, ada seorang student, comel gila. Nama dia Feustien Owen. Serious dia sangat comel. Comel gila okay! Feustien ni, saiz dia sangatlah kecil kalau dibandingkan dengan semua pelajar dalam kelas itu, kalau banding dengan seluruh pelajar tingkatan satu pun dia yang paling kecil. Dia kecil, kulit cerah, suara pun comel je. Seriously, if I was in that class, I would fall for this boy. Gatai! Rasa macam nak tangkap gambar dia, then upload kat sini. Tadi kelas sebelum rehat. Dengar je bunyi loceng, budak-budak dah panas punggung. Tak nak bersesak di kantin kata mereka. This boy will always be the one yang akan keluar paling awal dari kelas. He will always walk in front of me. Serious budak ni comel sangat. Tadi tengok dia lari, comelnya la haihhhh. Dah la badan dia kecik. Comel comel comel! Okay, enough about him, karang ada orang jeles. *senyum nakal*

Here's a poem that I really like. I Wonder. I taught this in class, but not all of these lines are in the book. Read, understand, reflect. Happy weekend!

I wonder why the grass is green?

And why to each other we’re often mean?

Who taught us how to curse and hate?

And lead us to betray our faith?

Why can’t we learn to live and love?

And give all praises to Him above.

Why must we strive to put others down?

Why not wear a smile instead of a frown.

Must we forever devise new ways?

To hurt each other instead of praise?

For aren’t we all the same in His sight.

Don’t we all rise in the morning and sleep at night?

For who amongst us has not shed a tear,

Or hurt by another who never seemed to care.

And which of us has not done the same,

To hurt another or caused some shame.

When shall we learn to let go off the past,

And live each day like it’s our very last?

Which will you be, a foe or a friend?

Would you still hate today, if this was your end?

Don’t we yet know that it clouds our fate,

When we ignore love and foster hate.

When hate fills your heart, it makes you blue,

For the person most hurt will always be you.

Lets rise each morning, smile and say,

“Thank you God, for yet another day.”

“Thanks for your love and tender care."

"And give me more love in my heart to share."

P/S: Mentang-mentang saya dah turun kerja hari ni, tanya pun tidak saya sihat ke tak. Serious rasa macam nak merajuk. *mulut muncung*