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I Love Presents

Dear aunties, still remember these presents? Bunda brought them for me when she came home a month ago.  I was so excited to see those colorful box in her hands.  And I could not stop smiling while touching them.  

From Auntie Elva.
Well, Aunties...thank you for the beautiful presents on my first birthday last month. Actually bunda had planned a small family gathering to celebrate my birthday, but she could not make it.  We mourned for my uncle who died suddenly early Saturday morning, the day before my day.  Bunda must have told you this. Did she tell you as well that Uncle Tomy was such a nice big guy who loved children very much?  I think I can still feel him. He left me the warmness of his hug when he held me tight and swung me gently in his arms five months ago. May his soul rest in peace and God grant strength to the members of the berieved family.

 from Auntie Mar
Anyway, here we go....with some pictures here you can see how happy I was to get the presents.  My dad helped me much to touch and to hold them. Again and again...thank you sooooo much for these lovely gifts.

from Auntie Echa





A big bunch of love,

Hamzah

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  1. 54u54nApril 9, 2013 at 3:00 PM

    wadduh...br atu taon udh pinter ngomong inglis ya....cuakep!!!! trm ksh kmbl dede hamzah...b a good boy;)

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  2. chrysanthemumMay 7, 2013 at 10:01 AM

    iya, tante. kursus ma bunda. bahkan sebelum jadi orok, sudah digodok gitu deh! hahaha....! ini rencananya mo belajar bahasa batak, tante. bisa ngeles?

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