goodbye 7.30's. hello once again to waking up before the sun, to a world of darkness and cold, to dark eye circles and grogginess. hello once more to quiet mornings and a full long day of work.
the school holidays have passed too fast. we hardly had time to play and do things together. used to be that the one and a half month of holiday crawled on by like a tortoise with wounded feet. this time round, we didn't get to do most of the things we wanted to. felt like we were sucked into a vacuum of super-speed vortex. where was all the carefree fun and jovial play? it was tiring racing against time, beating the tick-tock of the clock, trying to fit as much as we can into the short time that was given to us.
a new term, another new year. this year i let them off at the waiting area. not because i didn't want to go in and walk step by step with them to their new classrooms, to see through their eyes and feel their exhuberance. i wanted to. it was more of a technical glitch; there was simply no place to stop and park the car. i had to tear off the apron strings with a brute swift rip. looking at their eager happy faces, i know i'm the worst of the lot. in their mind, they were already meeting up with old classmates and getting to know new ones.
children, how fast they grow. the first day of school, and they don't need to hold my hand anymore. my hands feel so empty.
2 comments:
It's not how fast our children grow, it's how fast we are getting old.
Hahahaha..dear, we got to accept it!
dear licko: haha, that's another way of looking at it. the strange thing about being a parent is you don't fret about getting old anymore, cos at the same time your children are getting bigger too.
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