Person That I'll Never Forget

  

   Ilham was a new student in my class. The first time I saw him when I came into my classroom. He sat alone everyone looked at him strangely. He smiled at every person who walked next to him. I can still remember his face. He had high forehead, beautiful brown eyes and a lovely small nose. He had thin lips and gorgeous dimples when he was smiling. He also had very short dark straight hair. Ilham was tall and skinny. He always wore jeans, a loose fitting T-shirt or sweatshirt. What made me 'fall' for him, his eyes. I love his eyes. It described untold stories.

   But when was a special occasion he wore black woolen suit, a striped velvet tie and loafers. Ilham was very friendly and like socialising. He was new in my class but in a short time he found friends. I liked him because he was never sad, had a good sense of humour and always told jokes. Many times Ilham, I and two other students from another class spent time at shopping complex or watching movies. We have a same hobby, snapping pictures. He never played basketball, football etc. We never asked why he avoided sport. Ilham was kind, polite for everyone. 


    He always tried to help when someone had a problem. Teachers never had troubles with Ilham. His knowledge wasn't wide, but he was intelligent and had no problems with learning. After six months he stopped going to school. No one knew what had happened with Ilham. One day, his mother came to school and told us about his illness. He was little boy when he went down with flu. He had complications which destroyed his immunity system. Ilham didn't go to school because he was in hospital. We visited him many times. Although he was in hospital so long he smiled all the time. He spent there six months, but doctors couldn't help him... He died during holidays... On his funeral there were a lot of young people. Nobody hid tears... everyone remember his friendly temper, nice face and dimples on his cheek. Nobody knew what was the untold stories in the behind of his eyes.


    When I meet Ilham's mother she always asks me about my life, new school and other friends from our old class. We always mention Ilham. Even thought he was not in this world anymore, for me he was such a great guy that I'll never forget...

A simple story to share, untuk essay SPM lepas ni, hehe :)

BY : ADIBAH KAMAR