RESUME SITI SHADILA BINTI ABU SEMAN 1313A‚ JALAN BPJ 2/24‚ BANDAR PUTERI JAYA‚ 08000 SG.PETANI‚ KEDAH DARUL AMAN Phone Number : 017 – 5810497 Email Address : sitishadila@rocketmail.com PERSONAL PARTICULARS Marital Status : Single Nationality : Malaysian Date of Birth : September 15‚ 1990 Age : 22 years
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An Unforgettable Day 16 years have passed since my mother‚ a 37 year old woman‚ left her five poor children behind. Death brutally took her away from our world in a motorcycle accident which happened in Vietnam. I‚ her second daughter‚ was the only person to witness her sudden fatality and was helpless to do anything to save her life on that stormy night. May 20‚ 1992‚ on which my mother breathed her last breath‚ is the most unforgettable day of my life. That day‚ same as every day
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Classmate Interview and Profile Another hot‚ blissful and sizzling summer has officially ended which tells us that we need to be less idle and to be more serious with ourselves in behalf of a new chapter in our school lives which is about to begin. While walking in the hallways of the school to my new classroom‚ something popped in to my mind‚ it’s a new semester again; new school‚ new professors‚ new environment and new classmates. It got me thinking; will I make new friends? Will I ever have
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A Death in the Family I have cried bitterly only twice in my life: once when my old girlfriend left me and once when my cat died. Mop was very special to me. Her death taught me not to delay getting proper care for loved ones. Mop came into my life as a kitten. Her mother died when she was very small‚ so I raised her all by myself. I took her to work every day and gave her milk every hour for two or three weeks until she was big enough to stay home. When Mop was two or three years old‚ I took
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Joseph Tyler Moore is my name and I received my name from my dad’s middle name (his name is Ronald Joseph Moore‚ Also his middle name is Joseph because Tammy’s middle name is Joyce and that was the closest to that name). Also‚ Joseph means “God will increase”. As well‚ Moore means “someone who lives by a marsh”. First‚ The kind of goals I made are get straight a’s‚ and have no discipline records is my graceful Mom (Katie)‚ my dignified Dad (Ronald)‚ my older cool sister is Kayla‚ my little energetic
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Maybe for other people it was just an ordinary day to start their daily routine and to finish their tasks. But for Edwin and Nenita‚ it was an extraordinary day because another life was added to their family. And that day‚ which was on the 9th of June‚ 9:18 a.m. to be exact‚ was the time when I first exist in this world. My parents considered Ana Angelica to become my name but they thought that it was a long name. So at last‚ they decided to christen me as Angelica and in our home‚ they nicknamed
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Helping people is a responsibility of every citizen‚ I believe. And I used to help everyone I could. I enjoyed the feeling I got when I reversed a strangers awful day and turned it into something good. I’ve learned better since then. Dont get me wrong; I still agree with and practice the concept‚ but Im much more adept at it now that I have gained experience. Even though I was the rescuer‚ it seemed like I always had to pay a personal price for being kind to people. After suffering much heartache
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Danger levels or no danger levels‚ Snowbird tickets were quite expensive; so when we showed up to find a number of the main lifts closed due to the wind‚ we were not about to just turn around and go home. There still remained quite a few lifts that were not shut down‚ even though we could see the chairs swinging in the wind. My brothers and I honestly wondered why they were shutting down the lifts considering the wind was not very intense. We had snowboarded in much harsher weather and actually looked
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The rain clambered on our small tin roof as I rolled my stone across our floor. The smooth stone glided over out bumpy floor‚ past my mother‚ who rested in her rocking chair‚ placid‚ the stone continued through the small room until it‚ at last‚ reached my brother‚ Rory‚ his sharp nose deep in a book‚ only his shaggy hair peeking above it. Without looking up‚ his left hand reached down to the floor and gently pushed the stone back. As the stone traveled past her once more‚ my mother stood‚ and announced
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As I move on to eighth grade I reflect on the many great memories I have shared at this school. Seventh grade was a fresh new year‚ not like sixth grade‚ or fifth‚ or fourth. You do not have high school next year like the eighth graders‚ you are not the young new ones like the sixth graders. You are the seventh graders or as many refer to the “middle class.” At this school I have done everything from fun field trips to studying for hard tests. From kindergarten to now going into eighth grade.
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