| WELCOME TO KAMMY'S PLAYGROUND WHERE THERE'S NO ROOM FOR SADNESS |
| Music of the month: Madonna: League of their own This used to be my playground Chorus:This used to be my playground (used to be) This used to be my childhood dream This used to be the place I ran to whenever I was in need of a friend Why did it have to end and why do they always say Don't look back Keep your head held high Don't ask them why because life is short and before you You're feeling old And before you know And your heart is breaking Don't hold on to the past Well that's too much to ask Chorus No regrets But I wish that you were here with me Well then there's hope yet I can see your face in our secret place You're not just a memory Say goodbye to yesterday (the dream) Those are words I'll never say (I'll never say) This used to be my playground (used to be) This used to be our pride and joy This used to be the place I ran to That no one in the world could dare destroy This used to be my playground (used to be) This used to be our childhood dream This used to be the place we ran to I wish you were standing here with me This used to be my playground (used to be) This used to be our childhood dream This used to be the place we ran to The best things in life are always free Wishing you were here with me |
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| Mood: Grumpy |
| Links: Wendy Gonzalez (Latin Actress) Memories_lane.blospot.com (friends) telenovelactorsandactresses (My group) NYP tutorial gp (private) |
| Pengorbanan Seorang Ibu Kesakitan yang dialaminya, Semasa melahirkan. Telah membuktikan, betapa besar mengorbanannya. Walau demikian, ibu tetap mengukirkan senyuman, dan memelukku disampingnya, dengan wajah yang kelihatan pucat tetapi gembira. Ibuku menyusuiku, Ibu bercakap denganku, Ibu memerhatikan wajahku, dan tersenyum mesra selalu. Sebaliknya ayahku pula, berkongsi gembira bersama dengan ibu, kerana mendapatkan seorang cahaya mata, dan sanggup menemani kami kian lama tanpa jemu. Kasih sayang yang dicurahkan, sungguh ikhlas dan suci. tidak pernah berasa bosan, itulah bukti seorang ibu sejati. Layanan yang diberikan, kesabaran yang ditunjukkan, tidak ternilai dan terkira, oleh seorang insan diseluruh dunia. Kini umurku sudah meningkat dewasa, aku kini seoarang remaja. Menyaksikan ibuku sudah tua, membuatku kini lebih mengerti akan pengorbanannya. Betapa banyak pengorbanan ibu. Sehinggakan seorang anak tidak dapat membalasnya, apakah itu dinamakan hutang seumur hidupku, yang tidak dapat dilunaskan sehingga akhir hayat hidupnya. Ditulis oleh: Kammy Secondary 3/6 C.B.S.S (I wrote this poem for my mum for Mothers' Day) |