we were sitting under the trees while everyone else were sitting/lying under the hot sun.tak apalah diorang dah putih, kita yang light brown ni kenalah menyorok bawah pokok sikit.HAHA.
all of a sudden, an old white man (a Kiwi/New Zealanders) came and sat beside Fareha.he asked us where're we from, being a Muslim we need to wear scarves and et cetera.
'Wearing scarves, you look nice and beautiful. And I think it's a good thing to tell you that.'he said.
then he went away.after he told us his thought.and FYI, he's actually on his way to somewhere-we-didn't-know.he stopped for a while just to tell us that.
one of the things that will make me miss New Zealand is its people, the Kiwis (white people in NZ).they're incredibly nice and good people, I should say.they do party and crazy things, but they are the experts in the department of 'how to treat other people very well' and 'being nice to others'.
New Zealand, I'll miss you.
15 days to go.
