follow through nurul atirah bte mahmuddin's life.
my life, my adventures.
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enjoy!
let me start off with a picture of me,
few days old.
i am lucky to be welcomed in the world with excited parents, grandparents and relatives.
as a first born,
before the arrival of my other siblings,
i played to myself,
do things alone.
i didn't talk when i'm supposed to.
i just keep quiet.
there was a time when my mom heard me singing to myself,
but when she asked me to sing it,
i just ignored her and keep playing with my toy.
that was mr bear, my playmate.
i think the white shoes above is a little big for me.
i had my first birthday celebration.
i received quite a generous amount of gifts however i was still young to appreciate the toys.
when my parents have gone off to work,
i'm left with my grandmother.
there are 2 things that she enjoys doing,
one, she loves dressing me up with the clothes she sew.
second, she loves taking pictures of me.
and below is one of the shot taken at the old apartment with the baju she sew.
i was given props to work with,
pretend to have a conversation on the phone,
poses with the flowers,
i think this was candid.
i guess i was too tired of smiling!
during christmas,
my parents love bringing their children to orchard road to see the lights.
the other 3 in the pictures were japanese tourists who wanted to take pictures with me.
i looked like a doll in the dress.
this is a picture of me and my dad.
i told him that he looked like a handsome bangla.
and he go on explaining that his paternal grandfather is a singh.
no wonder.
i love it when we travelled by the mrt!
i couldn't sit still,
i would be on my knees to see the scenery outside the window.
i like the look of my mom in the picture.
her expression tells me that she's proud of me and she's happy.
being young,
i can have a lot of dreams!
i can be a singer.
a biker, with my brother as a pillion.
a pilot.
a sailor.
and a model.
i entered a fashion parade in school.
i was on the front strutting my stuff.
my grandmother helped me sew the clothes and my hair,
while mom helped me to do my make up.
the both of them also helped me with the poses that i need to remember.
dad supported me when i first get on stage,
he shouted and whistled for me.
i remember getting first.
below is another fashion parade that i did when i was primary 5.
the clothes is again sew by grandmother and make up by mom.
i did a lot of role playing,
i act like a teacher.
my students were who else?
it were poor insyirah and afiq.
i acted like i was the pasar malam lady selling clothes,
i mean i hang them up high and use the pole to bring it down.
i act like i was a cashier,
played masak-masak, mak bapak, etc.
i did a lot of silly, fun stuff.
and that includes wearing my mom's heels in the house.
i would always think to myself,
how long does it take for me to wear the shoes without any space?
to avoid getting scolding,
i laid down newspaper so the floor won't get dirty.
when my brother, afiq comes into my life,
i was happy and was protective of him.
noticed that i have an inverted smile on my face?
that is why i looked serious and unhappy when my face is neutral.
so don't be fooled by my arrogant and serious face.
it's just that i am born with an inverted smile.
i am a friendly person.
=)
both my brother and i had good time together!
siblings love!
i remeber this was in an indonesia hotel.
even before taking a trip to tioman,
we had to snap a picture.
when we had bad times,
we would wrestled with one another.
i will pulled his hair and he would bite me.
he loves biting me because that is the only way i would surrender.
and i was also a brother to my brother.
i am the one in red, leaning to my brother.
see how short is my hair?
in my primary and secondary school years,
i don't have a long hair.
the longest i had was until my shoulder.
now that i'm older,
i can have a longer hair now.
well,
it my grandmother's idea of insisting to keep my hair short so that i would be in neat in school.
i was in k2 when i permed my hair.
i was not vain,
it was just my grandmother who wanted to try it.
anyway,
my grandmother is also a hairdresser apart from a dressmaker.
i am a teacher's pet.
and i would report to the teacher if some kids did something.
the teacher likes me and my classmates dislikes me.
i was a prefect when i was in upper primary and all the way to secondary school.
so you can figure it out that i am a good girl who abide by the rules.
when i was 6,
my sister, syafiqah comes along.
we often have an outing every weekend, and i was a very happy little girl.
and my favourite shopping centre is marina square!
especially metro!
the toys section!
i have no idea why afiq poses that way.
yet again.
but now,
looked at syafiqah's cheeky smile.
we should be in front of a christmas decoration or something.
this is a trip to tioman.
the 3 siblings after waking up.
my grandmother thought that there was something wrong with me.
because i was petite amongst my peers.
this was me with a classmates at sentosa.
i guess i was in primary 2, 8 years old.
i would have to line up like in the first three rows.
and i would always have to sit down for the class photos.
but in secondary 5,
it was my first time being able to stand up for the class photo.
see how long it took me to grow up?
10 years of sitting on the wooden bench with the same line as the teacher.
you would have guessed it,
i am a late bloomer.
i got my mens when i was in sec 2.
i was active in school.
in primary school,
i was a librarian, a malay dancer and also a brownie.
it was fun sorting books out, have dance training and also play games.
in primary 3,
i got a beating from a fierce male teacher.
because i was banging on my table as i was frustrated with myself because i can't recall the multiplication.
he saw me banging it and asked me to the front and held up my palm.
he was asking me "why are you banging my table?"
in my head, i was thinking,
"it wasn't even his table, it was my table".
but i kept quiet.
with the metre rule,
he used it to beat my small palm.
and because of him,
i got to get myself a pair of glasses.
all because i couldn't answer the his question.
he was asking me and i didn't know the answer.
the first attempt was wrong, the second one too,
so.....
i pretended to rub my eyes and pretended that sight wasn't clear.
and when i went to see the optician,
after the eye testing,
he said i should get a glasses.
well,
i was too young to know that it was one of the way for him to make business.
so my parents got for me a pair of glasses.
plastic glasses and unglamorous.
i'm in the red.
insyirah, my cousin is in the centre.
i have another sister when i was 12.
she is fatin and i didn't find a picture of her and i together.
she was cute when she was small.
chubby with big round eyes!
now,
she's irritating!
when our family can afford a car,
we would always asked insyirah to joined us for our weekly outings.
the three of us,
me, afiq and insyirah had great fun together!
we are always up to something and we were mischievous.
one of the things we did was to have 'snow' in the room.
i climbed all the way up to one of the furniture and sprinkled talcum powder on the bed.
and the 2 kids would jumped on the bed enjoying the 'snowing season'.
when my grandmother knocked on the locked door,
we had no choiced but to open it.
by then, the whole room is almost covered with talcum powder.
and yes,
you guessed it,
we got scolding and also beatings from her.
and we had to wipe the whole room.
in secondary 2,
i was given a chance to go to china,
beijing and xian.
me, miss cheong and bernice.
i still remember that when i exited the china airport,
i was so cold.
it was my first time experiencing cool temperature apart from indonesia and genting.
and also i was amazed by the automatic taps that china had.
i'm impressed that they have advance technologies than us.
at the tiananmen square.
i really had a fruitful time growing up.
my childhood years were the happiest time of my time,
playing with the one i love.
i had to learn my lesson,
i've went through quite a number of beatings from mom and grandma to ensure that i wouldn't do the same mistakes again.
it was terrible and painful.
that was their way of discipling the kids.
i am thankful to my parents who never failed to shower me with unconditional love.
and also to my grandmother who teaches me moral and values.
how can i forget?
to mama in, papa 2 and pak long for loving me.
and also to my childhood friends like shikin, syahirah and the others who make me realised the importance of friendship.
not only that my family provides me with material items, they also provide me the most important that every child needs, love and patience.
i am grateful to be brought up in a supportive environment,
and that helps me to venture out and try something new.
phew!
this was a long post.
sorry for waiting dear readers!
now that i'm an adult,
i am lucky that i've fallen in love with the man of my life,
we shared a lot of silimar values and have a vision together,
the one who will take over the role of my loved ones.
honey,
i'm sure you did enjoyed your childhood too.
let us bring up our children in an environment that nurture love, care and concern.
and also fun!