Friday, June 09, 2006

it's a jungle out there

my thoughts are all over the place. blame it on the school holiday; i can't even finish one complete sentence without interruptions from the two little devils at the moment. or put it all down to jittery nerves and stress. i find myself flitting from thoughts to thoughts, flapping my wings again even before the process of rumination is complete.

reading my recent entries, i realised that my sentences were short and clipped. i can even sense the impatience behind them. at the moment, i'm seated in the midst of a modern-day jungle; one of those multi-storied places for children to climb, run and exhaust all their surplus energy. ahhh! the saviour of mothers with hyperactive children. i'm surrounded on all sides by screaming children and chattering mothers. strangely, in a place as noisy as this, i am left to find my peace and acknowledge my thoughts.

i do wish the kids will stop shouting for their mummies. each time a child screams 'mumeeeeee' all the mothers look up, half expecting that it is their child who is needing the attention. it is quite a comical sight, and if you are to fast-forward a replay of their actions, we will all look like the woodpeckers, busy nodding and pecking our beaks in unison at imaginary tree trunks.

half-time, my children's throats were parched and in dire need for a drink. i gave them $10 and send them off in the direction of the food counter for a bottle of mineral water, a stick of sausage and a stick of fishballs. the food? well, i've to keep myself amused too, don't i? anyway, they eagerly came back, their hands laden with their precious treasure and their mouths salivating at the sight of the food.

either the prices of food in this place are astronomically exorbitant or the kids have forgotten to wait for their change. well, this is as good a time to teach them to speak for themselves and accountability. so, off i send them again to ask for what is rightfully theirs. after a lot of stammering, hiding behind each other's back and shoving, they returned triumphantly with $5 change. hurray! their first lesson in standing up for themselves in the real world.

10 comments:

may said...

ahhh... school holidays almost over... the roads will be jam packed again... *sigh* :(

lickoholic said...

School reopens this coming Monday.

Less interruption from your children = longer posts ??

titoki said...

Kids grow up fast and they learn fast too... :)

King's wife said...

arent you glad school holidays are coming to end?

Wuching said...

wuah! the vendor tried to short change ur kids! lucky mother knows all!

Admin said...

Did you slap slap and say.
"stupid boy! you! faster go and get your change!"
i see some mothers do that.

seefei said...

good value to inculcate into kids...standing up for your right. well done LL!!

me said...

dear may: yes, i can testify to that. got up this morning at 6:45am and was on the road for one hour, to and fro school. :-(

dear licky: longer posts? i thought people hate longer posts. you can just imagine all my readers turning into skeletons with cobwebs sticking to them even before they finish reading half of the post.

dear titoki: yes, sob! sob! they grow up so fast. *trying to loosen very tight apron strings*

dear king's wife: actually, i feel a tinge of sadness more than joy. i had so much fun doing activities with them, i'm going to miss their company.

dear wuching: yes! *wallop vendor with big punch and vendor flies to the sky.....*

dear ah pek: i like that one meh? i perfect mother, you know. i never slap my kids or scold them stupid.

dear fei: hip hip hurray...for me. kekeke

Robin said...

you should ask them to draw and every accepted publication on you nlog get an ice cream.

That should keep them busy?

me said...

dear robin: unfortunately, i love all their drawings so much. i'm afraid they'll have enough ice-creams to stuff their faces until their tummies ache.

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