The great meet on the 18th April 2009...
The young host is ready to recite Yaasin... moments yet to come...
Different topics to catch up and shared... Hassanah, the newest grandma in gray blouse (17th April 09) and a grandma for the second time... Wan Hasmah ( 19th April 09) .... Zara was born in Doha, Qatar. How many Puan Salim has?
...Rohaya in brown blouse, the person responsible in tracing Sham.... Thank you Roy for this most memorable moment...
Nicky sharing a little token with the host.... moments shared were so full of laughter
Sharifah Aminah, a grandma of 6 toddlers... young and beautiful at 55 (?)
Maisarah Mahmud looking serious and deep in thought? Hayati Takiman (a qualified and experienced Matron) going to work at a hospital in Ta'if in June ...
Patiently waiting and forever ready for photo shoot with Papa. He has just turned 15 months and 6 days... on this date.
Who is saying what? I have forgotten who was there catching all of our attentions. Harith steals the shot too. He was seated on Wan Esah Tun Harun... another great friend who made it together with me and Shamsiah to this boarding school.
Me and Azizah Awanglah, we were great friends since boarding school life started and now we became The Mother-in-laws (2007 and 2009)... a school runner, very athletic, charming and a kind-hearted person... 2nd May 2009, she became a mother-in-law.
The guest of honor, Shamsiah Abu Bakar... long lost but never forgotten. We started long time ago in our raw age of 10 years...We have parted in 1973 and ... still in touch a few times when I was in Berlin and she in Japan... then we both disappeared from the mailing list. This year, February, Roy had contacted the Malaysian Embassy in Oman and successfully traced Sham. That brought us together on this vary memorable date... a much treasured day.
My partner in crime... we never met since after 1973... living in the same city, breathing the same air... only when the needs arose , Allah met us up in 2001... and we never parted again since. She was delighted when I described to her... I was swept off my feet by "the knight in shining armor" and she was equally flabbergasted when I told her of "the great drop... was dropped like a hot potato"... the rest of the tales were "ditto, ditto, ditto, ditto"... A grandma blogger.
I could not forget this fair skinned young girl who sat behind me in class. With moles in her face, always wearing sweet smile... several years later, I discovered her living in Kajang where I joined for a few years. Then disappeared with my family, living elsewhere... 2009 brought us back on the track again...Hamidah Baharom.
This fair and sweet lady was last seen in 1974... on the last day after HSC exam. I have not met her since and out of the blues, she surprised me greatly on this day ... When she entered our house, I could not recognise her instantly... but her eyes tell who she was. Zubaidah Abd.Hamid... now a teacher living in Seremban, Negeri Sembilan.
Emy!!!!! I heard her shouting in the same exam hall on the last day of HSC Exam... I couldn't locate her among the huge crowds of over 100 students...after we finished the last paper... she must have gone home with her parents... and I went back to the hostel to pack my belongings. That magical shout left me astounding till I met her again at this gathering. Faridah Abu Bakar...now living not far from me... we were once in the same dormitory in Hostel 1B. This petite young lady never changed in size and appearance... memories are forever lingering in my mind...
This little gentleman was overseeing in case anyone needed his assistance... Harith was so concerned with his special guests... grandmas in town.
The morning before the great gathering at our house to welcome all the grandmas...Harith was lending his helping hand. He was so serious at work and a couple of hours later, he dozed off.
Wan Hafsah, the lady who led the Yaasin recitation, Siti Hawa Musa who lived a few kilometers away and still working and Sharifah Aminah, my friend whom I have just reunited this year... she was in the primary school with me and we shared great moments together then...
The atmosphere was full of laughter, surprises, and it was an awfully amazing day of our lives...
Some of our guests, have missed this photo shot sessions... they arrived much later and missed the photographer... In 1967 almost half of us were only half these sizes...
