It was a hot and humid afternoon. The living room was filled with sad atmosphere. My family and me were sitting on the cushion melancholy. None of us said a word. I put my head up and looked at my mom and saw tears dripping down from her eyes. My heart swelled and I knew it was a hard time for her to let us to leave away from home. I tried to peep on daddy he was sitting there gloomily. Out of sudden, I heard mom burst out crying uncontrollably. At this moment I couldn't withhold my feeling anymore I cried hysterically which followed by my eldest brother and younger sister. Then we were sent to the airport by daddy. Mom didn't follow us to the airport because she knew she will cry, she said that it was embarrassing to cry in the airport.
This is my first time study overseas. I am with my brother. Both of us said good bye to daddy and got into the airplane. We arrived in Australia on the 27th of January morning, although it was summer, but the weather was cool that morning. I feel fine with the weather. We were staying in our uncle's house. The next morning, my brother took me to enroll in a nearby school, East Doncaster High School. I feel excited and nervous with my new school's life.
The school reopened on the 29th of January, I walked to the school as it is quite near my uncle's place. It took me about 15 minutes to the school. I am earlier to the school that morning, I almost lost in the school, luckily, I managed to find my from assembly class by asking some students, but still I was 10 minutes late.
I can still remember, the second day of my school, I was sitting in the class waiting for teacher and all my classmates in my Method class. It was an Indian teacher, she is kind and friendly. At first, everything is going well, but then, when the teacher started her lesson, I start to notice there is something wrong as she was teaching some simple mathematics. But I am not sure whether I got into the wrong class or not as I don't really know the standard in Australia. I am sure it is year eight mathematics after I asked the teacher. I feel really embarrassed because I had got into the wrong class. This is the most terrible thing that happened in my life and I won't forget it forever.
The education system in Australia is totally different from Malaysia. The school rules of Malaysia are stricter than Australia's. I got to know many new friends from different countries. They are nice to me. I feel relieve as I know I am no longer alone anymore. But even though I get to know many new friends, they don't know me well. I miss my family and friends in Malaysia. We had been together forever and we know each other well.
Before, I always rely on my parents when I am in my hometown, but now I know that I had to be independent, I have to do everything on my own. Now I am getting use to my new life. I like Australia because it is a nice place to stay. I hope everything in my life will go smoothly.
It was a hot and humid afternoon. The living room was filled with sad atmosphere. My family and me were sitting on the cushion melancholy. None of us said a word. I put my head up and looked at my mom and saw tears dripping down from her eyes. My heart swelled and I knew it was a hard time for her to let us to leave away from home. I tried to peep on daddy he was sitting there gloomily. Out of sudden, I heard mom burst out crying uncontrollably. At this moment I couldn't withhold my feeling anymore I cried hysterically which followed by my eldest brother and younger sister. Then we were sent to the airport by daddy. Mom didn't follow us to the airport because she knew she will cry, she said that it was embarrassing to cry in the airport.This is my first time study overseas. I am with my brother. Both of us said good bye to daddy and got into the airplane. We arrived in Australia on the 27th of January morning, although it was summer, but the weather was cool that morning. I feel fine with the weather. We were staying in our uncle's house. The next morning, my brother took me to enroll in a nearby school, East Doncaster High School. I feel excited and nervous with my new school's life.The school reopened on the 29th of January, I walked to the school as it is quite near my uncle's place. It took me about 15 minutes to the school. I am earlier to the school that morning, I almost lost in the school, luckily, I managed to find my from assembly class by asking some students, but still I was 10 minutes late. ฉันสามารถยังจำ วันที่สองของโรงเรียนของฉัน ฉันนั่งอยู่ในห้องรอครูและมลของฉันทั้งหมดในวิธีของฉัน ก็ครูที่อินเดีย เธอเป็นดี และเป็นมิตร ครั้งแรก ทุกอย่างกำลังดี ได้แล้ว เมื่อครูเริ่มสอนเธอ ฉันเริ่มสังเกตเห็นมีสิ่งผิดที่เธอถูกสอนคณิตศาสตร์บางอย่าง แต่ผมไม่แน่ใจ ว่าผมเป็นคลาสที่ไม่ถูกต้อง หรือไม่ เป็นฉันจริง ๆ ไม่รู้ว่ามาตรฐานในออสเตรเลีย ฉันแน่ใจว่าเป็นคณิตศาสตร์แปดปีหลังจากที่ถามครู ฉันรู้สึกอายจริง ๆ เพราะมีผมเป็นคลาสที่ไม่ถูกต้อง นี่คือสิ่งน่ากลัวที่สุดที่เกิดขึ้นในชีวิตของฉัน และฉันจะไม่ลืมตลอดไประบบการศึกษาในประเทศออสเตรเลียจะแตกต่างกันโดยสิ้นเชิงจากมาเลเซีย กฎโรงเรียนของมาเลเซียจะเข้มงวดกว่าออสเตรเลีย ผมรู้จักเพื่อนใหม่จากต่างประเทศ พวกเขาจะดีกับฉัน รู้สึกบรรเทาอาการเท่าที่ฉันรู้ว่า ฉันไปคนเดียวอีกต่อไป แต่แม้ว่าฉันได้รู้จักเพื่อนใหม่มากมาย พวกเขาไม่รู้ว่าฉันดี คิดถึงครอบครัวหรือเพื่อนในมาเลเซีย เราได้รับกันตลอด และเรารู้จักกันดี ก่อน ฉันจะพึ่งพ่อแม่ของฉันเมื่อฉันในบ้านของฉัน แต่ตอนนี้ฉันรู้ว่า ฉันได้เป็นอิสระ มีการทำทุกอย่างด้วยตัวเอง ตอนนี้ ฉันได้รับใช้ชีวิตใหม่ของฉัน ผมชอบออสเตรเลียเนื่องจากเป็นโรงแรมพัก หวังว่า ทุกอย่างในชีวิตจะไปได้อย่างราบรื่น
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