Wednesday, September 9, 2009

My Memories



I have a lot of memories related to my items that I always keep in my mind. But like every one else, I also have the top two of my memories. And talk about the specialist so its have to keep most of my memories and relate to others thing!

I’m a strong girl, so I’m not usually cry and cry because of little thing like when I fall down or hit by someone. But only one item could make me cry right after I read it. It is my old friends created for me. They are Vietnamese. About nine months ago, before I arrived to Malaysia, my class had a party to say goodbye to me. In the party, they gave me that book. We named it “Friendship’s book”. All of my friends wrote about our friendships, how we meet each others and they sent me all their love and happiness. They show their pictures and profile to make sure I will never forget them. How sweet of them! And like their wish, I would never forget them- my best friends. Sometimes, when I saw the book, my tears appear because I miss them so much. Then I open it and read over and over again!

My second best memories item for a long time ago was my hamster. I still remember the winter two years ago, it was Chinese New Year. My mom and I walked to the temple near our home. In front of the gate, there was a hamster seller. He sold a lot of hamster and all different style. Suddenly I saw a cute little hamster with brown and white hair. I was begged my mom to buy and she nodded. I named her Kiko. I took care of her everyday, fed for her, made sure that the cold air can’t come through. After one week, I had to travel in a trip to Thailand with my parents for vacation. I was worried for Kiko. I couldn’t leave her alone so I pleased my grandma to tokk care of Kiko for me. I told her carefully how to take care of Kiko. I felt fine then I arrived. I called my grandma every single day to ask about Kiko’s health. Two week later, my grandma called. She said Kiko died because it was too cold in Vietnam. I shocked. I cried. I can’t believe it happened. My grandpa made a small grave for her so every year I can visit her. I still love her so much and I hope she doing well in heaven.

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