Dianara's Reflections...

1978...Sultan Ibrahim Girls's School, Johor Baru. I was 15 years old and in Form 3 then. My dad was transferred to Kem Majidee JB from RMC in Sungai Besi. Was supposed to continue schooling in Assunta Secondary but my grandfather died at the end of 1977. I was supposed to live with him during my SRP year. Oh well, I found myself following my family down to JB instead. One day,  a school mate came up to me with a letter. It was a letter from an admirer. It was signed Hillary Ang. If I am not mistaken, I replied once only. It was a surprise for me actually. It seemed, he saw me sitting alone, at my school canteen one afternoon. He was there to assist his senior in coaching the school's hockey team. Well, I didn't know then. After that letter, I saw him again at a sporting meet at a stadium. It was the MSSD and I was in the school relay team. He was there to support his school too I guess. Anyway, that was that. At the end of the year, my dad was transferred back to KL a