Calculation. It's a favorite thing to do by father but its totally mess for me. I never get along well with calculation, I don't why but I think that my chromosome would excited more to take gene from mom. This same goes to my sis n lil bro, they also like facts more than calculation. We're sorry dad that we like bio more than math or add math. I would like to share to you my story with math.
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Last semester, I took Math 1, and I know its a big challenge for me. The lecturer that taught me that subject is really an understanding person, she was so nice, she taught us like she teaches her child to walk. She taught us will full of love and sincere. She never fed up on us, her name was Madam Izan. But, it still hard for me to fall in love with calculation. Every time we sit for the quizes, I'm one of those who got lowest mark, it can be seen when my friend, Yani, she got 23-25/30, while me? The highest mark I ever got was 19/30. Its a big gap. As the carry mark form had released, under my estimation, I was in bottom 10. Then, from that, I got consultation session from Madam Izan personally, we were having face-to-face relationship as student and lecturer. She also had an extra class many time for me before the day of final exam. While my friends still sleeping, I need to go to extra classes. At the deepest of my heart, I envy to them, they didn't need to attend to the class in study week period. They can just study at room or library. Madam Izan keep calling my name to solve the question problems at the front.
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This situation reminded me to the high school memory. A month before SPM, my add math teachers held an extra class at school hall. Suddenly, my add math teacher, Cikgu Ghozi called me at the back to come to him. Then, he told me to bring along my papers, books and pencils. While I'm taking my tools, he pulled a desk and a chair beside him, he asked me to sit and he told me to ask him as many questions as I wanted. My other friends were sitting on their sit in row and heard to the other teacher lecture at front. During break time, my friends went to dining hall and I'm still learning, after the one hour break time, my friends came back from hostel and I'm still sitting with Cikgu Ghozi. 30 minutes after actual break time, I just got my break time for 30 minutes. I went to hostel to pray and took my bread at my room, eating while walking. After that, continue study with Cikgu Ghozi.
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Indeed , we 've tried hard , but we also need to place a greater reliance on Allah. Although we had the lowest carry mark ,the hardest final exam ever but if we put everything to Allah, praying and pleading , in sha Allah , Allah will help us . ME, if all of you have a look to my examination marks, I have to repeat my subject but trust me, no other greater help other than from Allah. Just make dua and shalat hajat, Allah is hearing to His slave. Praise to Allah, I passed the exam with flying colors.
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Last semester, I took Math 1, and I know its a big challenge for me. The lecturer that taught me that subject is really an understanding person, she was so nice, she taught us like she teaches her child to walk. She taught us will full of love and sincere. She never fed up on us, her name was Madam Izan. But, it still hard for me to fall in love with calculation. Every time we sit for the quizes, I'm one of those who got lowest mark, it can be seen when my friend, Yani, she got 23-25/30, while me? The highest mark I ever got was 19/30. Its a big gap. As the carry mark form had released, under my estimation, I was in bottom 10. Then, from that, I got consultation session from Madam Izan personally, we were having face-to-face relationship as student and lecturer. She also had an extra class many time for me before the day of final exam. While my friends still sleeping, I need to go to extra classes. At the deepest of my heart, I envy to them, they didn't need to attend to the class in study week period. They can just study at room or library. Madam Izan keep calling my name to solve the question problems at the front.
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This situation reminded me to the high school memory. A month before SPM, my add math teachers held an extra class at school hall. Suddenly, my add math teacher, Cikgu Ghozi called me at the back to come to him. Then, he told me to bring along my papers, books and pencils. While I'm taking my tools, he pulled a desk and a chair beside him, he asked me to sit and he told me to ask him as many questions as I wanted. My other friends were sitting on their sit in row and heard to the other teacher lecture at front. During break time, my friends went to dining hall and I'm still learning, after the one hour break time, my friends came back from hostel and I'm still sitting with Cikgu Ghozi. 30 minutes after actual break time, I just got my break time for 30 minutes. I went to hostel to pray and took my bread at my room, eating while walking. After that, continue study with Cikgu Ghozi.
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Indeed , we 've tried hard , but we also need to place a greater reliance on Allah. Although we had the lowest carry mark ,the hardest final exam ever but if we put everything to Allah, praying and pleading , in sha Allah , Allah will help us . ME, if all of you have a look to my examination marks, I have to repeat my subject but trust me, no other greater help other than from Allah. Just make dua and shalat hajat, Allah is hearing to His slave. Praise to Allah, I passed the exam with flying colors.
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