My youngest brother, told me, he wants to join MCKK. I asked a few more questions to unravel his intention.
NoktahHitam: Why do you want to go to MCKK?
Muhammad: Because you’ve made real friends there.
NoktahHitam: You can make friends everywhere.
Muhammad: No. MCKK is different. You guys would die for each other.
NoktahHitam: That’s just a metaphor. In reality, no friend would die for you.
Muhammad: You would.
NoktahHitam: You know for sure that MCKK doesn’t produce academician anymore.
Muhammad: I don’t want to be a text book writer.
NoktahHitam: What do you plan to do when you join?
Muhammad: I want to BEAT you at everything. Your records, positions, studies.. everything.
NoktahHitam: Ok. That’s some what scary. Have you told mom of your intention?
Muhammad: Yeah, mom wants me to be an Ustaz (an Islamic scholar) but I like wearing shorts.
We were later called for dinner. I did ask mom, will she allow Muhammad to join MCKK. Her response was short, study hard! I guess she really did want him to become an Islamic scholar and continue his studies to Middle East.
Muhammad will be in standard 5 in a few days time. I find it intriguing, that a 10 year old boy would have such ambition. (I, at that age, only cared about my play time, next thing I knew, we were heading to Kuala Kangsar to drop me). I reckon he’s probably looking for the keyword, lePASSION. But I’ll let him figure out himself what that exactly means.
Recap of what I was (if you think I’m boasting, don’t mention it!).