Cancer-striken Penang boy, whose wish to ride a police MPV was recently fulfilled, dies
Seven-year-old leukemia-stricken Mohamad Ammar Dhani Mohd Azuan, whose wish of riding in a police patrol car (MPV) was fulfilled recently, died yesterday. - NSTP/DANIAL SAAD.
KEPALA BATAS: Seven-year-old leukemia-stricken Mohamad Ammar Dhani Mohd Azuan, whose wish of riding in a police patrol car (MPV) was fulfilled recently, died yesterday.
Mohammad Ammar Dhani died at about 6pm yesterday at his family's home in Bakar Kapor, Penaga, here.
"The child's remains were buried at the Bakar Kapor Mosque Cemetery, Penaga, at about 10am today," Seberang Perai Utara District police chief Assistant Commissioner Noorzainy Mohd Noor said when contacted today.
On Jan 22, Mohamad Ammar Dhani's wish of riding in a police MPV was granted when Noorzainy took him on a 10-minute VIP ride, along with his mother.
Mohammad Ammar Dhani, who had been diagnosed with cancer at the age of 2, had an obsession with police cars and had always wanted to be a policeman. - BERNAMA
Mohammad Ammar Dhani died at about 6pm yesterday at his family's home in Bakar Kapor, Penaga, here.
"The child's remains were buried at the Bakar Kapor Mosque Cemetery, Penaga, at about 10am today," Seberang Perai Utara District police chief Assistant Commissioner Noorzainy Mohd Noor said when contacted today.
On Jan 22, Mohamad Ammar Dhani's wish of riding in a police MPV was granted when Noorzainy took him on a 10-minute VIP ride, along with his mother.
Mohammad Ammar Dhani, who had been diagnosed with cancer at the age of 2, had an obsession with police cars and had always wanted to be a policeman. - BERNAMA
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Such are the little memories of you;
They come and go, return and lie apartFrom all main things of life; yet more than they,
With noiseless feet, they come and grip the heart.
Gay laughter leading quick and stormy tears,
Then smiles again and pulse of flying feet,
In breathless chase of fleeting gossamers,
Are memories so dear, so bitter-sweet.
No more are echoes of your flying feet.
Hard by, where Pike’s Peak rears its head in state,
The erstwhile rushing feet, with halting steps,
For health’s return in Denver watch and wait.
But love and memories of noiseless tread,
Where angels hovered once, all shining fair,
To tuck you in your little trundle bed,
Kneel nightly now in agony of prayer.
- George Marion McClellan
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