About EO
The real me and my life..
My real name is Fadzuli Wahab, born a Malay + Javanese heritage on the 1oth of March 1982. Just like most babies during that time, i got out from my mum’s womb at Kandang Kerbau Hospital. A second child to Wahab ( My Dad) and Latifah (My Mum) and a younger brother to Muhammad Najib and older brother to Abu Bakar and Abdul Azim ( Yah we are all bros no gals in the family except for mum). I have only one name to my name no Muhammad or Abdul attach..and what Fadzuli means is that “The one that will make the difference”.
Being the so called brighter brother, i picked up things fast. While my older bro was struggling his Primary One English, i was already reading his books when i was 4. Well then there was no nursery then but still i learn on my own. Formal education started only in Kindergarten 1 back then. By the time I reach kindergarten i knew how to basicly read and count. So teachers didn’t really had a hard time on me so most of the time i was really ignored lah cos they didn’t need to pay attention to me. Oh well..
I pretty much had a wild imagination back then. I’ve always wanted to create things which i saw and never really gave up untill i realise it was impossible to build it without having the knowledge to do so. There was once when the family went to City Plaza and we ate pizza then, happen to have a small cute umbrella on the pizza which interest me a lot. By the next day i was already messing up my room trying to make the umbrella..Kind of mad if you ask me but like i said with no knowledge so ever, i just tried to make it and the result was a fail project. haha..Probably i developed my risk taking abilities ever since.
My kindergarten was at Masjid Al-Muttaqin. We lived at Ang Mo Kio Ave 10 then, so a trip to school was always on the bus. Actually it ain’t that far but well i guess i had small feet then and walking the distance could take me 3 hours. Heh.
Kindergarten life was pretty much a breeze. Funny there were no crushes back then. Haha. Ooh well but there were scary memories though. The teachers then did not like kids running around the mosque, so everytime we came to class sweaty, the teachers will ask us to stand up and scold us. Worse still they threaten us that they would cut our fingers if we came to class sweaty again. This was actually done daily so it was kind of scary but overall kindergarten was Fun. Met my first best friend - Azhar, i wonder where he is now.
My first stint on truancy..
My Quran recitations classes was located on the 13th floor of my block. Eventually i begin to hate the teacher cos i just didn’t like her temper. You know the makcik makcik those days, they scold at the slightest error you make. Being just a tender age of 5 and 6, my mom already told me to go there on my own everyday. After a few lessons, i immediately ran off and played truant. So JAHAT right. I would just walk around my block and hang out at the upper floors till 1 hour later when i came back home. Eventually after a few weeks i got caught, beaten up and so on. After that mum did not send me to that class anymore.
Thinking back i didn’t ask my mum why she sent me to that class when i was already learning it in my kindergarten class. Those days my parents never really think lah, forgive me for saying this, but they never really monitor what i learned in school cos they were busy working most of the time. So to fill up my free time, they would just throw me into these ridiculous old skool auntie classes. Anyway that was then..
Why EO? My Answer..
At this age of 4 or 5, my relatives called me “E” due to the last word “i” at the back of my name. I could not recall how “O” came in so this is what i made up to people. Basicly i was this kepo kid who asks many questions, so whenever my aunts gave me answers i would say “OOO”. So i guess “EO” eventually got stuck with me since that time. Honestly i can’t recall clearly how it got to be like that.
Moving to Tampines
By time i finish Kindergarten, the family moved to Tampines where we are now at present. So yup my older bro by then was already in primary 4 and mum had to hunt for a school for us here. The search was in vain especially in Tampines cos we were very late to apply, so the nearest school available was in Bedok Reservoir. Heard of Bedok West Primary School.
This is our anthem, this is our pride
this is our school, Bedok West,
We will be true to you..
(I forgot the rest of it..will fill it up when the school email it back to me)
Part 1 of life story…To be continued
My Life Mission: I enable others to discover purpose in their lives and empower them to pursue their dreams and live life to the fullest with God’s blessing.
