For some reason I'm feeling patriotic today so I hope you can bear with me, hehe.
Hello, dear reader. I'll be doing a little introduction about myself. My name's Nuha Insyirah, I'm 13 years old and I'm a Malaysian who was born in Malaysia; and I'm proud.
To some of you, you may think that Malaysia is a crappy place with bad economy and low currency; and I agree. This might leave you thinking, 'so why are you so proud to be a Malaysian?'
You see, I'm not ignorant to the fact that my country isn't such a great place, nor is it that successful. I realize that my future may be limited because of it.
These thoughts leave me worried and overwhelmed at times. It's hard to keep calm because of this.
"I hope you all can lead our country to success one day," I recall our teacher telling us. I took this seriously and I felt a suddenly blast of patriotism running through my veins.
For your information, Malaysia had its General Election for a new prime minister yesterday. I don't know how election goes in your country but here, a few weeks (maybe months) before election day, you'll see political flags everywhere, waving with the breeze.
At home, my parents would be discussing about politics and such. I'd be at the dinner table, listening intently as I took it all in. You must think I'm mad and such a nerd to be actually want to listen to such things.
If so, then maybe you're right.
Maybe I am out of my mind to listen to such political talk. But I don't care. The political talk between my parents always leave me thinking: What will happen to my future? Can I still achieve my dream to study abroad? Or will I have to prepare a plan B?
Anyway, yesterday was quite a busy day. My father had to vote in Kuala Lumpur whereas my mom in Ipoh. Therefore, my father set out early to vote and was back at a quarter past 10. We drove off to Ipoh soon after.
Later that night, my grandparents and my family were all in the living room, watching 'Astro Awani' news.
"(Name of political party) is LEADING!!"
"Alhamdulillah."
I could've sworn my mother was screaming that every 2 minutes whereas my grandmother thanked God for such a blessing.
I slept early last night and woke up this morning to be informed that a different political party had won. A different party that guaranteed hope to my country.
I felt overwhelmed.
I felt patriotic.
I felt hopeful of my dreams once more.
The love that was once locked away was then restored for my country once more. Malaysians, let's rejoice and accept the change of our prime minister. Let's unite as one and make our country great again. Stop the labeling. We shouldn't be divided into Malay, Chinese, Indian and such.
We should all be called MALAYSIANS.
Towards a new and better path. A new Malaysia... Insya Allah.
10th May 2018 (Thursday).
