The Beautiful Blue Butterfly

The beautiful blue butterfly.

A few weeks ago, when my father reached home, a blue, white and black butterfly came and landed on the stairs.

It was so beautiful.

The butterfly was not scared of me at all.

We could even touch the beautiful butterfly.

The butterfly stayed still when my father took it’s pictures and when my father stop taking pictures, the butterfly flew away.

I call the butterfly, Portedfolio Jortjolio.

Isn’t it beautiful?
This butterfly loved to pose for pictures.
I wish that it will visit me again.

The Bedil

This morning at 5:25 am, I watched the bedil at my

nenek’s house in Kuala Terengganu. The bedil sound is

boooooommmm and after  the fire works came out it

sounds tssssssssssssssss. The fire works was beautiful.

I can hear the bedil 3 times a day. 1st and 2nd for imsak

and 3rd for iftar to break our fast. Bedil is a huge fire

works. It is not dangerous because they use a timer to

fire the bedil. My dad said that long time ago they used a

cannon. Cannon is dangerous.

.

In Kuala Lumpur there is no bedil. We waited for

Maghrib azan on TV to break our fast. Just now I saw a

little house where they keep the bedil to be fired. The

house is on a hill.The hill is named Bukit Pak Apil. Do

you know what is bedil? Have you seen it?

Ice-cream

Ice-cream is so cold.

We keep ice-cream in a freezer.

They are beautiful because they are colourful.

Ice-cream is delicious.

I like gotcha, twister and traffic-light ice-cream.

I like ice-cream very much.

But I don’t like ice-cream cake and ice-cream potong.