I am an old ten-sen coin.

     Masa darjah 4-5 (aku tak ingat dah), cikgu bahasa inggeris aku bagi aku baca satu karangan bertajuk "I Am am Old Ten-Sen Coin". Karangan ni memang simple, tapi cukup mencuit hati aku. Hingga hari ini aku masih simpan keratan karangan ni yang aku ambil dari buku belajar aku dulu. Aku selalu baca balik keratan cerita ni membuatkan aku selalu terkenang kat masa lalu.. terkenangkan arwah emak aku. Aku pon tak tahu kenapa aku leh suka sangat cerita ni. Yang pasti, cerita ni memang bawak sentimental value pada aku.

Keratan yang aku masih simpan sampai la skang ni. Ada duk kat bawah keyboard aku kat opis hehe..

     Kalo korang tak leh baca kat atas tu, ini aku type balik k.. enjoy the story hehe..

     "I am an old ten-sen coin. Right now, I am in a dark and wet place where nobody can see me.

     When I was new, I was very good looking. I was silver in colour. I shone in the sun. Everyone wanted to keep me. I was so proud of myself, that I never spoke to the other coin in the purse. I thought that they old and dirty.

     One day, a naughty little girl stole me from her mother's purse. She gave me to an ice-cream seller. From then on, my life changed. I was passed from hand to hand. I became old and dirty. People did not care for me anymore. An old man even put me in his ear. How I hated that! Then, I belong to a young man.

     One night, as the young man was taking some coins out of his pocket, I accidently fell and rolled into a drain. I am still hoping and waiting for a road sweeper to pick me up."

     Hahaha... begitulah kisahnyer si Old Ten-Sen tu.. Menusuk kalbu pon ada bila baca balik cerita ni hahahaha... K, adiosss..