Welcome Back!

We wish to welcome the students and teachers back to school to continue our tradition of academic excellence.

Congratulations to our PMR students who scored with flying colors and to those who did not do well..don't worry, it's not the end of the world. You still have SPM to prove to the world that you too can excel.

With the new year 2011 on the radar screen we hope everyone is geared up to start afresh with renewed interests and motivation to surpass what had been achieved last year. Parents and teachers alike are there for you to guide and educate. Don't loose sight and keep the momentum of the new year spirit going.

Good luck and make us proud.

Walkway Almost Complete

Hooray to the effort by the AJK of PIBG to ensure the completion of the walkway (end-to-end) before the start of the new school year.

We hope parents will drop and pick up their children at the entrance of the main road leading to the school, i.e., Persiaran Kenanga entrance. This is to avoid/lessen the long standing issue of traffic jam at/around school compound especially during morning and afternoon/evening sessions.

Your cooperation is highly sought after. Please be considerate and show good example to our children.

Blatant Disregard for Authorities!!

Question is..what can we do about it? I'm sure the relevant authorities are well aware about this irresponsible act (not just this particular case), but unfortunately nothing has been done to eradicate this despicable act. In the meantime..more stickers will follow suit and before we know it..our school signboard will be their FREE advertising board.

Pencil [children] and Eraser [Parents]

Pencil: I'm sorry
Eraser: For what? You didn't do anything wrong.
Pencil: I'm sorry because you get hurt because of me. Whenever I made a mistake, you're always there to erase it. But as you make my mistakes vanish, you lose a part of yourself. You get smaller and smaller each time.
Eraser: That's true. But I don't really mind. You see, I was made to do this. I was made to help you whenever you do something wrong. Even though one day, I know I'll be gone and you'll replace me with a new one, I'm actually happy with my job. So please, stop worrying. I hate seeing you sad.

Parents are there always for their children, cleaning up their mistakes. Sometimes along the way, they get hurt, and become smaller / older, and eventually pass on. Though their children will eventually find someone new (spouse), but parents are still happy with what they do for their children, and will always hate seeing their precious ones worrying, or sad.

Pencil [as children], it pains them to see the eraser [their parents] are getting smaller and smaller each day. For I know that one day, all that I'm left with would be eraser shavings and memories of what I used to have.

Karnival Sukan Remaja 2010