Me,my mum,my aunt and my brother sit in front of TV...
Suddenly my brother talk about my father who like to ask multiplication table..
As district officer..
When he want to sign application of scholarship for student...
He will ask the applicant which majority of them are kids and teenager..
Before he sign the application of scholarship paper..
He will ask about multiplication table..
''What the answer of 2x4??''
''What the answer of 5x6??''
And so on...
He will make the other applicant rush to remind multiplication table..
Hahahaha...
Not only them father ask about multiplication table..
Same with me,my sisters and my brother...
But i remember something when i read multiplication table of 8...
I have a sweet memory with it..
I open my black diary..
And start to writing..
My memory in 2002,im 8 years old in that time...
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In night..
After im done doing my English homework in front of my father..
Im doing my homework on the living room table..
And father watching news on tv..
I still remember only both of us in the house in that time..
Because my mum and my sister going to shop..
Suddenly my father said..
''Adek..''
''Yes,father?''
''I will ask you about multiplication table of 8 tomorrow..so be ready ok?''
''Ok father''
Then i saw my mum come home from the shop and she bring me some snack..
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In early morning..
Me and my sister ready to going to school..
After breakfast..
Suddenly i remember that my father ask me to remember multiplication table of 8...
Oh My God..!!!
How i can forget about that..??!!
If i dont remember that multiplication table of 8 he will not give me money!!
Ding!
Suddenly i got a brilliant idea..
Then i said to my sister..
''Bibi!You can sit the front chair of car today!''
''Ok..!!''said Bibi to me...
I go to my room first..
And then i write multiplication table of 8 on my feet...
Then when i go in to the car...
Father is already waiting for us at there..
I sit on the back chair..
Then he said..
''Do you remember what i ask you to do??''
''Oh yes,of course..''
''Then,read it..i want to hear it now..''
So i open my shoes and my sock..
I read what i write on my feet..
''1x8=8,2x8=16,3x8=24.........'' and so on..
Then my father said..
''Bravo..u do it well..here your money''
Father give me RM2.00...
When my sister go to the car..
I rush wear my sock and my shoes...
Then father send us to school after that...
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Until now..
My father dont even know about that..
But if he know about this..
Im sure in that time he will angry...
Heheheheehehhe....
Father...
You are the best always...
I love you so much....
