Wow...so many...pictures now a this days....
well my ucler is getting better and pain is gone WOOHOO!!
and that's not the exciting news (well for me it is)
I'VE FINSIHED THE LEGENDS OF ZELDA: PHANTOM HOURGLASS WOOOOOOHHHHOOOOOO!!! XD 
well anyway what do you think of this essay?
My Hero
My hero or in this essay are my heroes are my parents.
They believed in me no matter what I was diagnosed with. I was diagnosed as a dyslexic when I was at the age of 7 years after a series of test done by a clinical psychologists. Every day for 2 years I struggled in the government school as none of the teachers could understand my problem and have not even heard of this disability.
Learning about my disability my mother took me out from the government school and she was determined to not leave me like this, she quit her job, to be a fulltime homemaker so that she has time with me and to teach me. She taught me, using Play Dough, to help me learn how to recognize the alphabets. She showed me pictures and place cards to teach me how to recognize words and the meaning of it.
When I was able to read and write like my peers, she sent me to a private home-schooling center, I was 10 years old when I entered the homeschooling center and I started at grade 1. In the beginning, I was not very good, but my mom, with a teacher’s help, helped me reach to where I am today. And within three and a half years (from 1st grade to 10th grade) I have now reached grade 11.
My mom is determined, fearless, focus and diligent. She doesn’t give up without a fight, and always believe that there is a solution to every situation. She is always pressing on, and doesn’t want us (my siblings and I) to stumble along the way. Though she scolds us, I know deep down she loves us dearly wants the very best for us.
She is the disciplinarian in our home, a no nonsense person who only expects the best from us and for us.
My dad on the other hand is funny, easygoing, jovial and intelligent. He has a very deep understanding of the bible and a very close relationship with God. Every day, he would encourage and teach us about our amazing God, and the many miracles that we have experienced as a family. They constantly tell me that I am one of the best miracles that have ever happened to them.
My dad is my best friend since I was small. He sometimes does things which are risky and dangerous and this always lands him in trouble with my mom but he will always be there to protect us from harm. He does all these as he wants us to experience what his childhood was like growing up in the interior jungle of Sarawak.
I thank God for my parents for their love, trust, hope and aspirations for me. So my heroes are my parents.
huh? so? I going to submit this to my teacher soon so please answer back!
