Iman & Ihsan ~ Sumber Inspirasi, Tunggak Kehidupanku

WHEN DIDIL WEDS DIDI

2007-03-21T20:21:00.000-07:00

WHEN DIDIL WEDS DIDI

I simply love weddings! Especially one that you get to be totally involved in. Eversince the HFMD scare at home, our family has been pretty busy preparing for Uncle Adil's wedding. You see, Mummy's one and only brother finally tied the knot with Auntie Dianah, his beau of 4 years. To say that we were busy as bees is such and understatement. What have we been up to, you may ask?

Well, I for one, was busy being the flowergirl on two occasions - for the dinner on Saturday as well as the lunch reception on Sunday. On Saturday evening, however, I was panic-stricken and dumb-founded the moment I stepped into the hall and heard thunderous clappings from the guests. It didn't help that there were various photographers clicking their huge cameras away simultaneously, blurring my vision. I was suddenly stuck to the ground and refused to move an inch. Lucky for me, Mummy being my assistant for the evening, immediately took the initiative to throw the flowers to the ground. Heh! It must have been an embarassing moment for her, to say the least. Sorry Mum!

I performed better on Sunday though, particularly because my Auntie Aishah was there to give support and guidance. And so, I duitifully undertook my task with a great big smile.

Adik Ihsan on the other hand, PRETENDED to be busy.....

Ihsan was also BUSY in the company of girls -most of them, older than him....

Too bad he was taking his afternoon nap when this gorgeous bambino came. He'd definitely smother her with kisses. Heh!

Anyway, we had a swell time. We truly hope that Uncle Adil & Aunty Dianah have a blissful marriage, Insya Allah. Amin.

For more pics of the wedding, click here, here and here.

IN HIBERNATION

2007-03-08T21:18:00.000-08:00

Yo, whazzup y' all? It's Ihsan in da house!

And I mean LITERALLY IN DA HOUSE!

I've been cooped up at home. Imprisoned by people who called themselves "my parents". All because I showed (among others) the following signs:

High fever for a couple of days - I'm HOT, HOT, HOT, baby!

Ulcers in the mouth - resulted in a significant drop in my appetite

Tiredness / weakness - learnt the true meaning of rilek one corner

Rashes on the soles of my feet - went back to basics and started crawling. heh!

And so, that put a total stop to any outdoor activities. No more visits to my favourite playground. No more weekly swim at Downtown East. No more outdoor breakfast on weekends. No more school - both for Kakak Iman & I. *sighs*

Nevertheless, this whole thing has hit Mummy the most. Daddy somehow got away cos he's down for reservist for a week or so in a remote and faraway land - don't ask me where but it sounds really 'ulu'. By the time he comes home, I think I'd have recovered, Insya Allah.

But Mummy said we've become such a boisterous pair, always shouting and running around in the house the moment our eyes see the world. Nenek complained that we can be heard even if the house is 4 stories high. Bibik expressed her worries that we've been addicted to the t.v. Oh, did I mention that we've become quite IRRITATING and have been driving everyone in the household up the wall.

"You don't look like you've been down with HFMD, Ihsan!" one of my aunties noted. Hmmm, what say you.......

Anyway, I'm getting bored at home, especially since everyone in the household has run out of ideas to entertain us. Any suggestions? Oh well, I guess in the mean time, I'll just go and hibernate and 'rileks one cornerlah', hor?

Till next time, guys! It's Ihsan checking out.... :)

SEEING RED

2007-02-21T07:32:00.000-08:00

SEEING RED

In view of Valentine's Day and in tune with Chinese New Year, Daddy Dearest presented Mummy with this sassy scarlet baby.... OK, WISHFUL THINKING! Hmmm, this is more like it....

Syukur Alhamdulillah, praises be to Allah for this totally unexpected 'kurnia'. In retrospect however, having this baby would mean that:

Mummy would have more independance to go anywhere she wants, on her own accord (read: Daddy doesn't have to chauffuer her around ALL the time in his Ody)

Mummy would have to undertake the duty of sending me to my enrichment classes on weekends (read: Daddy would then have more time to play his all time favourite computer game of "Command & Conquer")

Mummy would have to think of servicing the monthly payments, annual road tax as well as motor insurance (read: Mummy would have less moolahs for her monthly shopping indulgences - a habit that Daddy's been trying very, very hard to 'discourage')

Oh ok.... NOW I undertsand why Daddy was so adamant in paying for the deposit and in Mummy getting the baby! *slaps forehead* Nonetheless, thanks hor, Daddy! Mummy <3>

FIKIRANITES UNITE!

2007-02-11T16:14:00.000-08:00

FIKIRANITES UNITE!

It's been quite some time since Daddy’s buddies of 16 years met up. A couple of them couldn't make it for my birthday celebration by the park due to work commitments and the likes. As such, when they got the golden ticket to hang out like the good old days, they basically left their soul mates to handle the extra baggage….

(Mummies & Their Kids)

Whilst they do what they usually do best. Relax one corner….

(Shh... Important Meeting In Progress!)

And when that happens, the Fikiranites took the opportunity to take after their Daddies' footsteps to chill out and look cool….

(Chilling Out With The Rest)

Oklah, to be fair to Daddy, it's been a gazillion years since the ging gang of Fikiran Plaza hanged out WITHOUT their families. The frequent weekend dinners at Simpang Bedok, Jalan Kayu or Mak's Place have always been handful and demanding – with the Daddies having to entertain and run after their young ones who are forever seeking the formers’ attention.

On hindsight, it’s strange how these 'lepakz' days evolved over the years. When they were much younger (read: no bulging tummies and no receding hairlines), the Fikiran Plaza (which consisted of more than 20 members in their golden era) were simply contented with the 60 cents coffee which could last them 2-3 hours. Then, the dating game began and to impress the Fikiranitas, they painfully upgraded themselves to the $5 mochas at coffee joints like Starbucks, Coffee Club, Coffee Bean and Olio Dome. With evolution and as the number of kids grew in strength, the Fikiran Plaza seemed to have settled for anything that can accommodate the kids, anywhere just as long the kids can run around without any danger zones in sight.

Sigh! Talking about kids, I'm missing my other Fikiranites already…. If not for a suspected case of chicken pox and the crankiness of some of the Fikiranites, I think we may have stayed like till forever at West Coast's McD. Daddy, can't you just take MC on Chinese New Year so that we can join them for the trip up north? This one Aunty Yan suggested one, hor! Not I said one…. :P

(P/S: Aunty Yan, Mummy said you can 'kapur' the pictures if you want. She said no need pay interest. Just some of the mouth-watering cupcakes you’ve been baking will do…. :))

FANTASTIC FOUR!

2007-02-05T08:25:00.000-08:00

FANTASTIC FOUR

I'd like to share my delight and excitement in attaining the 'Fantastic Four' Award with the following people. Without whom, I'd most probably be stucked with 'Terrible Two' or 'Troublesome Three'! Hehehe...

My family and friends who were there to celebrate this memorable and unforgettable occasion with me....

My Mummy who ensured that the basic needs of my guests were met.... (For the record, Mummy went to the extent of ensuring that EVERY kid gets a prize during the lucky draw.)

My Daddy who taught me the know-hows of kite-flying and cycling....

My Aunty Dibz & Aunty Tiq who helped with the logistics and wonderful balloon sculpturings....

And NOT forgetting my absolutely adorable brother who had to purposely fall down and 'victimise' the tantalising cupcakes baked by Aunty Teatea....

Thanks hor, Adik Ihsan! THAT really made my day! :P

More pictures at Mummy's Multiply.... SOON!

A DREAMER'S DREAM

2007-02-01T06:36:00.000-08:00

A DREAMER'S DREAM

"The future belongs to those who believe in the beauty of their dreams."
~ Eleanor Roosevelt

I'm a dreamer, all rite! When I was two, I chose to dream that I was a princess. One who was pretty, always dressed in a gorgeous gown and loved by all - especially my Daddy! When I turned three, I dreamed of becoming one of the Power Rangers - the PINK one - but powerful and strong, no less. Now that my fourth birthday is just around the corner, Mummy asked me what I dreamed and wished for.

Hmmm, now that she's asking, do you think it'd hurt if I were to reveal that deep in my heart, I'm really longing for this magnificent coach....

Or this dreamy Victorian mansion....

Or maybe this dangerously attractive driving machine....

Hmmmm, or perhaps, I should just wish for.... er, WORLD PEACE?

A NOTE TO MUMMY

2007-01-18T05:21:00.000-08:00

A NOTE TO MUMMY

Dear Mummy,

I know you've been pretty busy lately. (Ok, so what else is new? *rolls eyes*). Besides the jam-packed daily schedule on weekdays, your hands are now tied on weekends. On Saturdays for instance, you would rush me to religious class at 8 in the morning, pick me up by 10 plus and send me home almost instantaneously, without any haggling. You don't mind going the extra mile (and taking the bus when Daddy is not around) for you firmly believe that a strong foundation in one's faith will go a long, long way....

Once we are home, you would ensure that I have an early lunch and put me to sleep so that I have ample rest before I proceed for my enrichment class at 3 p.m. - now it's piano time! I'd really like to thank you Mummy, for you gave me the liberty to choose a class that interests me. Inspired by this adorable girl, I decided to choose piano @ Seimpic, over speech & drama, kinderart or swimming. Maybe someday, we can play some music together ya, Tata?

Mummy, I know that you are sometimes worried about us, especially since Ihsan is now in the childcare together with me. You are afraid that little Ihsan will not be able to adapt with the new surroundings and the new daily routine that he's now succumbed to. Most of all, I'm sure you are afraid to let your little prince go, cos' time and again, people have commented that Ihsan is a tad too small for his age - so much so that you are afraid that he may be undermined by the others around him.

Not to worry Mummy, cos' as the elder sister, I will always be looking out for Ihsan. But on SECOND thoughts, there is NO extreme need for me to consistently protect Ihsan cos' I'm proud to say that my lil brother can very well take care of himself. You would have beamed with pride Mummy, cos Ihsan didn't cry on his first day in the childcare. Not one bit! He looked and acted very much like the 'seniors' who had been there in the childcare before him. And to tell you the truth, he seemed to love enjoy their company more than those of his age.

For now, the only thing we'd like you to do is to take good care of your health, Mummy. Please eat well Mummy, cos we know you tend to take late lunches due to the overwhelming workload that you have at your workplace. Please sleep well Mummy, cos we know you tend to burn the midnight oil, trying to complete so many tasks at hand. Most importantly Mummy, we hope you are aware that no matter what you do or where you are, we'll always love you......

Loads of love,
Iman, your princess...

P/S: Oh! And Mummy, we are SOOOOO happy that you are doing your final semester of the Masters course. This means that we would be able to see you more often in the near future ESPECIALLY in the evenings, no? Yippie!!!!!

TANTALISING THAILAND

2006-12-21T23:08:00.000-08:00

TANTALISING THAILAND

Sawadeekap....

Welcome to Thailand! A land of rich culture and tradition. A land of glorious food. A land of beautiful smiles.... :) How does one get there, you wonder? Well, the most preferred and by far, most popular mode of transport to this destination is of course by air....

Nonetheless, there are some who'd want to be more adventurous and enjoy the view by the river....

Whilst others, just want to be starkly different and travel by land....

Whatever mode of transport you choose, do not forget to pamper your tastebuds with the myriad of international spread that's available there. From Western to Middle Eastern, from Chinese to Japanese - whatever your tastebuds desire, it's there in the land of beautiful smiles. :)

And don't be surprised hor, because depsite the scorching heat, there lies a corner where one can pretend & 'berfeeling' to be at the top of the Swiss Alps. Hur hur hur!

Oh yes! Whilst at Thailand, a stay at the tallest tower in Bangkok is highly recommended!

On that note,

Khap khun kap....

For more pics on the adventures of Iman & Ihsan @ Thailand, kindly take a peek here.

A BERRY GOOD TIME & SUPER DEE-DUPER EXPERIENCE

2006-12-02T13:48:00.000-08:00

A BERRY GOOD TIME & SUPER-DEE-DUPER EXPERIENCE

Knock, knock, who's there?
Dimpled smile and bright red hair
Knock, knock, who's there?
Come and have a berry good time.

Knock, knock, who's there?
Lots of good friends, lots to share
Knock, knock, who's there
Come and have a berry good time

Alas, the above lyrics have been stuck in my head ever since Mummy brought me to see THEM in person. And to tell you frankly, it was a BERRY good show. I was so engrossed on the show @ Takashimaya that I truly didn't care if my hands were flying all over or hitting someone else. All I wanted to do was to have a BERRY good time.

Truly, a GOOD time I had - all thanks to Mummy's tight budget. As some of you may know, Mummy's economic standing doesn't seem to be on a bright side during the past few weeks. (She's waiting ever so patiently for the 12th when the gahmen will generously give the extra kachings to them civil servants. *rubs hands in glee*) As such, Mummy has been trying to source out for some free entertainment. Something that can keep me occupied. More importantly, something that can keep whatever moolahs that is left, IN her pockets. Cheapskate or a miser, some (like Daddy) may say. But Mummy on the contrary, would like to think that she’s one resourceful lady. :)

And so, she dragged me to yet another FREE show the following day, to experience something SUPER-DEE-DUPER @ United Square! The free show featuring the renowned PURPLE DINASAUR was pretty enjoyable, but the SUPER-DEE-DUPER experience and highlight of the day actually came in the form of Hannah and Hanney. In case you are wondering, they were not by any chance replacements for Baby Bop and BJ, ah! Haha!

Anyway, it was our first outing together, without the rest of the Fikiranites and it was indeed a moment to remember. Mummy thought it was funny that we could click instantaneously and were holding hands wherever we went soon after. After all it was not often that the three of us got together for any social outings. Hmmm, must do this more oftenlah, Mummy!

OK, enough for now. Got some resting to do before we embark on yet another exciting journey in a couple of hours. It seems like Daddy (who's currently not on such a tight budget) will be taking us to a land known for its Tom Yam. A land where it's King shares the same birthday as our Mummy's. Hmmm....

(P/S: More updates of pictures here in Bogger and in Mummy's Multiply, when we get back from the Tom Yam Land, ya?

HAPPY HOLIDAYS!

2006-11-27T06:28:00.000-08:00

HAPPY HOLIDAYS!!!

Yippie!!! Mummy's holidays are finally OFFICIALLY on the roll! Though her B/G/S/S babies have stopped reporting to school approximately 4 weeks ago, Mummy (and all educators in Singapore for the record) were still chained to various school/admin work and activities. Mummy for that matter had been bogged down with the O L/E/V/E/L/S marking and the Salam Lebaran that just took place last Wednesday. On top of it all, there were the endless Hari Raya visitations this year - too many to be updated that Mummy took the liberty to create this.

Anyway, we had our last group of visitors recently on Wednesday, i.e. the day of Salam Lebaran. Since the ever-so-eager performers wanted so much to visit their respective teachers, doors were thus opened to them. Besides the above group, there were several other babies of B/G/S/S who visited our humble abode.

Syawal With The Babies Of B/G/S/S

On top of the above mentioned guests, there were actually two other groups whose photos were not captured AND five other groups who wanted to come when Mummy was out. No wonder Mummy mentioned something about the large HOLE in her pocket! Hmm, maybe next year Mummy can reduce the moolahs in them green packets, ya? :)

Enough said. I'm just ecstatic that we can have Mummy ALL TO OURSELVES - well, at least for the next 4 weeks. But with the large hole in Mummy's pockets, I wonder what we can do during the holiday season.... Hmmm.... suggestions, anyone?

THE BOYS' NEW TOYS'

2006-11-10T18:45:00.000-08:00

THE BOYS' NEW TOYS

After four months of what seemed like an endless waiting game and 2 complain e-mails to K/A/H Motors, Daddy finally got his hands on a new toy - Odie, as he affectionately calls it.... :)

Not long after, Ihsan too, caught the bug and managed to get his greasy hands on every boys' dream machine - an Aprica, ooops... I mean APRILIA!

To which, Aunty Dibz said, "Hmmm.... Ihsan will definitely make his Daddy beam with pride!" For the record, Daddy has had at least 7 bikes before he was tamed, er, I mean... settled down with Mummy. So, it seems only natural that Ihsan has shown great inclination towards fast machines. After all, "ke mana tumpahnya kuah, kalau tak ke nasi?" Hehehe.... Well in the mean time, Nenek can only hope and pray that daredevil Ihsan doesn't exhibit any 'Mat Rempit' stunts and the likes. As it is, Ihsan seems over-confident that he'll not fall from the Aprilia.... Sighs! BOYS!

AN UN-FALL-GETTABLE HARI RAYA

2006-10-29T21:29:00.000-08:00

AN UN-FALL-GETABLE HARI RAYA

"This has been one un-FALL-getable Hari Raya, Ihsan!" Mummy muttered as she slipped Ihsan's turquoise baju kurung over his head. Hmmm, I wonder if she was referring to this ....

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Ihsan's Horrific Fall

Yup, my brother Ihsan did it again! He caused yet another stir in the household and this time round, it was on the morning of 1st Syawal itself, mind you! Unknowingly, Ihsan couldn't sleep that morning and whilst everybody in the house were busy doing some last minute preparations, Ihsan fell down at 12.30 a.m - hitting the side of the bed in the guest room. Panicked upon hearing the loud, excruciating wail (Ihsan is known for his 'drama', by the way) AND blood gushing like God-knows-what, my parents rushed him to a 24 hr clinic nearby, only to be referred to KK Hospital by the GP there. Well, to cut the story short, Ihsan was anaesthetised, his wound stitched up and soon after, our sleepy Daddy & Mummy had to wait for yet another hour for his condition to stabilise. As a result, our groggy parents managed to step into our abode ONLY at 4 a.m. - when everyone else was already in dreamland. Sighs! Talk about a great way to celebrate 1st Syawal, huh?

The moral of the story? To the kids out there: PLEASE.... PLEASE try to sleep by 9 p.m, hor! Don't ever THINK of surprising your parents by doing stunts of any nature, ESPECIALLY NOT on special occasions, hokay? :)

On that note, EID MUBARAK from us to all Muslims out there!

Beraya With A Plastered Look

1st Syawal With Our Extended Household

FAREWELL OH BLESSED RAMADHAN

2006-10-26T00:59:00.000-07:00

FAREWELL OH BLESSED RAMADHAN!

SO SYAHDU! SO SENDU! Well, I don't know what these terms mean, but Mummy uttered them nonetheless, as she heard the takbir the day before Syawal. Her emotional side got the better of her when she reflected upon the things that she has (and has NOT) done during the blessed month of Ramadhan. Of course, cry-baby-Mummy teared as she saw Ramadhan made way for Syawal. I suppose, Ramadhan means a lot to Mummy. It was a month of self-reflection. A month of strengthening bonds and ties. A month of self-purification.

For simple me, Ramadhan simply meant a month of tucking into oh-glorious-food - some new recipes courtesy of kind souls like Aunty Trin. A month of meeting my relatives and friends I don't usually meet. Basically, a month to enjoy being in the company of my loved ones. :)

What I Did Last Ramadhan

And for the first time ever, I followed Mummy to solat terawihs @ Al-Istighfar. I know some people claimed that children who are brought to solat terawihs can be a real nuisance to the other jemaahs. Then again, Mummy thought it would be somewhat a good exposure for me. Though I did not follow through the terawih session religously, I did learn the basic etiquettes that's required in the mosque.

My Terawih Experience

Well hopefully, come next Syawal, I will be ready to fast (at least half day). I'm TOTALLY inspired and awed by Kak Dini Amani, who is just a year older than me.... yet she fasted full day for a whole month, hokay? And she's only four!!!! So wish me luck for next year, ya!!!!

TOO FAST, TOO SOON

2006-10-08T20:45:00.000-07:00

TOO FAST, TOO SOON

Whenever Mummy and her 8 Sahabatz get together, the house will surely be dinned with raucous laughter and tumultuous clatter. Iftar at Aunty Laf's abode @ Punggol last weekend was indeed, no exception. Whilst the Daddies were performing their solat terawih in the hall, the Mummies retreated to Aunty Laf's master bedroom to do what they do best - catching up with each other's lives and talking about practically anything under the sun (READ: GOSSIP!!)

Some of Mummy's gossip 'kakis' at a recent get together ~ No pic at Aunty Laf's place cos' Mummy's camera went berserk *Sheesh*

I'm uncertain of the exact details of their updates cos' I was after all, happily playing with Kak Lynn, Kak Umairah & Kak Nureen in the playroom next door. Nonetheless, from what I know, Mummy and her Sahabatz's discussions usually revolve around the issues of children's education and P1 registration.

WAIT! HOLD ON.... Isn't it TOO SOON to talk about P1 registration? I mean, the eldest amongst us is only 5 years of age. Is it really important for us to be enrolled in elite primary schools? Well, my Mummy and her 8 Sahabatz were all from neighbourhood primary schools and they did just fine, Alhamdulillah. Most of them are educators - some in prestigious schools and others holding middle management posts. In fact, some are even halfway through their Masters degrees. And NONE of them were from elite schools.

According to one of Mummy's Sahabatz who's coincidentally teaching in a sought after primary school in the east (which integrates Gifted Education Programme), parents who wish to enroll their children in that school have been serving the school (through the parent support group) since their children are 4. Even then, their place is not secured. So is it necessary for parents to go all out, just to ensure that their children get to elite schools?

Then, there's this other issue of placing their children in a single-sex primary school. One of Mummy's Sahabatz who's teaching in a top girls' (secondary) school at Anderson Road, is torn between putting her daughter in the primary school of the same name and a mixed school somewhere near her residence. If she chose the former, what if the second child she's bearing is a boy? Then, she'd have to go through the P1 registration all over again....

What's my Mummy's standing, you'd say? Well, at this juncture, Mummy's pretty contented just to enroll me in the nearest neighbourhood primary school, I think. Previously, Daddy was quite adamant on a single-sex primary school for his children. Coming from De/La/Salle/School and S/J/I - both of which are boys school - Daddy thinks it would be probable for Ihsan to get a place in what he calls a 'gahmen-aided brother school'. But hey, what about me???? Hmm, I think I'll just let my parents do the thinking and continue with this debate. After all, they still have 3 more years before they have to come to a decisive conclusion. In the mean time, I think I will just enjoy my childhood days and play as much as I can, ya .... :)

A TALE OF TWO IFTARS

2006-10-03T20:39:00.000-07:00

A TALE OF TWO IFTARS

Have you ever wished that you could be at two different places at the VERY same time? That you could split yourself into two like the Gingerbread Man, so that everyone gets a piece of you? That you could somehow whizz from one place to another in the nick of time, just like Superman?

Well, those were our exact sentiments last weekend. You see, my family members were invited to two iftars by two people who are dear to us - G G Ma at Lor Tua Kong & Tok Itam at Telok Blangah. And seriously, it was a tough choice to make....

G G Ma (or rather Great Grandma Zurina - she's my Granny's Aunty & Mum to fellow blogger called 'fashionista') has a special place in Mummy's heart. Being a colleague-cum-nenek saudara to my Mummy, G G Ma is truly a godsend angel who took care of Mummy when she was heavily pregnant with me. When Mummy was plagued with the vomiting bouts, G G Ma ensured that Mummy rested enough and gave her quick neck massages. When Mummy was too busy with work, G G Ma took the trouble to buy her food and placed it on Mummy's table (somehow Mummy couldn't stand the smell of canteen when she was pregnant and would strictly avoid the place). And since Mummy was pregnant with a girl the first time round, G G Ma took the liberty of placing a photograph of her absolutely adorable grand-daughter - Irdina Iman - on Mummy's table.... :)

In fact, Mummy was soooo smitten by Irdina Iman that.... Ya you guessed it, she named me Iman as well!! (*Rolls Eyes*)

Anyway, Daddy too, has a strong-as-super-glue relationship with Tok Itam - Daddy's ever obliging uncle who has been a tremendous help to the family thus far. So being stuck in between two very dear people, we had to make a decision - one that's fair and somewhat reasonable. Since we went to G G Ma's abode for iftar last year, Daddy decided that it's only just and impartial that we go to Tok Itam's this time round. And for that, I missed the opportunity of poking my greasy little fingers on the infamous buffet spread at G G Ma's iftar.... Sighs!

Nonetheless, I had a SWELL time at the Tok Itam's, running around with my second cousins along the corridor, indulging in Tok Itam's birthday cake and greedily unwrapping the Children's Day gifts presented by Aunty Siti. Most of all, I enjoyed every minute I had with my favourite second cousin, Fitrah Nabilah - the demure princess of Aunty Roziani. :)

But seriously, what would YOU have done if you were caught in such a sticky situation?

IMAN - O - LANTERN

2006-09-25T16:57:00.000-07:00

IMAN - O - LANTERN

"Your name is Ching Chong Cheng, right??? Not Iman, kan...." Well, those were the very words that welcomed me the moment I stepped into Mummy's staff room last Friday. Bewildered, I gave one of Mummy's teaching 'kakis', a blank stare. "I think if your daughter walks alone, she'd be mistaken for a Chinese girl," she added, giving me smile as she handed me a lotus mooncake.

Living in a multi-racial society, Mummy firmly believes that I should mingle with kids of other races and cultures, particularly so as I am enrolled in a Muslim childcare. Of course as a gahmen servant, Mummy upholds the notion that we should all be one united people, regardless of race, language or religion, to build a democratic society, based on justice and equality.... Eh wait, isn't that the Singapore's pledge? The one I have to state EVERY day, once I enter formal schooling? Well anyway, to instill the very same notion in me, Mummy forced a cheongsam (the sexy kind with slits at the sides) over my already bulging tummy and dragged me to the Mid Autumn Festival that took place in her workplace.

I learnt a lot of things actually; from the art of appreciating Chinese tea and the techniques of lighting a lantern to the different types of mooncakes available in the market. Most importantly, I made 3 new friends - Tysha, Jannelle and Jackie - all of whom are the princesses of Mummy's teaching 'kakis'.

It's a wonder how Tysha and I could clique the moment we sat beside each other. All because we shared a similarity - a Hello Kitty lantern that produces a highly screeching sound, a sound that drives both our Mummies mad. Anyway, she's one hot babe, I tell you! Er, Tysha I mean.... Not Hello Kitty or our Mummies! Hurhurhur! Hope to see her again in yet another get-together with Mummy's teaching 'kakis' in the future. Cos' like they say, "the more we get together, the merrier we'll be...." :)

In the meantime, I've got to think of how to finish the packets of mooncakes we brought back home.... Er, mooncakes anyone????

An En-LIGHT-ening Experience

ADDICTS (A PROCRASTINATOR’S LATE ENTRY)

2006-09-21T19:17:00.000-07:00

ADDICTS (A PROCRASTINATOR'S LATE ENTRY)

I have a confession to make. My parents are addicts. Yes, you heard me right. ADDICTS! I'm not sure why, but they (read: my Mummy), keep going to THAT place over and over and over and over again. A place where kiasu Singaporeans (like Mummy) congregate and swarm like bees in search of honeys. A place where aunties and grannies exhaust their monies. A place, called Singapore Expo.

Not so long ago, Mummy and Daddy left us for half a day in search of gadgets and the likes at Comex 2006, held at Singapore Expo. Upon satiating their desire for these gadgets and expending their moolahs, they came home, satisfied - and 3.5k poorer. On another occasion, addicted-to-Expo-Mummy purchased a bundle of 27 books for Ihsan & I at The Books Warehouse Sale - guiltless and devoid of regret. Mummy was totally exhilarated cos' of the good bargains she attained - none of the books cost more than 5 SGD, to be specific. Not bad, hor? Nonetheless, lethargic me couldn't handle all the fuss, so I decided to sit (and subsequently lie on my tummy) in one quiet corner. But Mummy still didn't get the hint. And she proceeded to the John Little Warehouse Sale and some other exhibitions in other halls, with sleepy me and the 27 books all in tow. All in all, I swear Mummy made 4-5 trips to Spore Expo during the whole week. (*Sighs*)

The Great Findings of The Expo Addicts

Now, with a techie enthusiast for a Daddy, and a bookworm for a Mummy, it's not long that we'll end up like one. As it is, we are already practicing for it. Hehe....

OK, so what happens when we have too many things purchased from the Singapore Expo? Well, you guessed it. Back to Singapore Expo, it is.... (*Rolls Eyes*)

A CUT ABOVE THE REST

2006-09-14T17:51:00.000-07:00

A CUT ABOVE THE REST

FINALLY! The lion has been tamed and the unmanageable hair, sacrificed. Nope, we are NOT talking about Mufassal the Lion King, but my brother Ihsan, the Drama King cum the Lion King of our household. Inspired by Dini Amani's family visit to the barber, Mummy eventually decided to cut Ihsan's messy mane ~ much to the relief of Granny & the Bibiks.

Being the Drama King he is, Ihsan caused much chaos and pandemonium in the oh-not-so-glamorous-but-highly-efficient-and-skillful-barber shop, just opposite the road of Riverina. Imagine, having THREE man, just to ensure that the mane is cut to precision. (Ihsan's crying and wailing somewhat reminded me of Paul T/w/o/h/i/l/l of SI - who confessed that he'd cry like a girl if his hair is cut). Anyway, couldn't stand the racket and clamor, I decided to sit on one of the attractive kiddy rides just outside the shop. Hmm.... Actually, more like surveying which kiddy rides to choose when we are done with Ihsan's haircut. Hehe.... (*Rubs Hands In Glee*)

But what truly made MUMMY'S HAIR stand, was this:

Barber 1: Bawak mainan ke tak? First time eh dia potong rambut?

Daddy: Tak bawak. A ah. First time potong rambut. Tak pernah potong sejak cukur rambut. (Smiles)

Barber 1: Hmm, takpelah. Tapi dulu ada satu kes tau. Ada budak ni nangis-nangis and menggelenyah macam ni. Sekali bila potong rambut, terkena telinga dia sikit. Bapak budak itu sue barber dia. So, masih nak potong rambut budak ni jugak?

Daddy: Er.... Ah, potong, potong, potong....(Bewildered)

LOL! I think that creepy story could probably scare Ihsan off from the start. No wonder he was causing such a din and trying to break loose from the barber's chair from the very beginning!

IHSAN'S HAIR RAISING ADVENTURE

A TRIP UP NORTH

2006-09-10T18:53:00.000-07:00

A TRIP UP NORTH

The 1 week September holiday has been well-spent, me thinks. HOW, you may ask? Ahhhhh.... Let me count the ways....

1) Became Mummy's shopping buddy - *Checked*
2) Accompanied Mummy to her workplace (& opened her Checher's Day gifts) - *Checked*
3) Joined Granny, Grandad, Aunty Dibz & Aunty Tiq to JB - *Checked*
4) Went to a trip up north - *Checked*
5) Skipped a few days of school to do the above - *Checked*

Speaking of which, I've to say that I truly enjoyed the trip up north. Though it was just a short weekend getaway to the historical town of Melacca, it was just as refreshing. Shopping spree at Mahkota Parade & Dataran Pahlawan, a jacuzzi treat at Century Mahkota, a sumptuous dinner of Ikan Bakar, an educational (and tiring!) trip to the refurbished Melacca Zoo and most of all a long overdue visit to Nek Long's HUUUUUGE villa at Jalan Kandang, made the trip undeniably memorable. Especially so, since this was the last time we drove up north in Daddy's pitch black Corolla. Sob sob....

Had most fun at Nek Long's villa and the Melacca Zoo, though. (Unlike Mummy & my Aunties, I don't EXACTLY enjoy what women term as retail therapy). Anyway, adik Ammar (Nek Long's one and only grandson a.k.a my second cousin) is soooo lucky to live there. Er, in the VILLA, I mean. Not the Melacca Zoo! (*Rolls Eyes*) Imagine having to live in an abode with 8 rooms, 2 kitchens, 2 dining rooms, 2 living rooms and a back lawn big enough for a 7-a side soccer match. Just the other day, I overheard Granny saying that it cost Nek Long RM 30K just to do the carpet grass. Fuyooooh!

Ok. Reality check! Gotta go get ready for school. Can't wait to tell my friends about the animals I saw up close and personal at the Melacca Zoo. :)

A Trip To Historical Melacca

MY MUMMY, MY CHECHER, MY IDOL

2006-09-04T19:22:00.000-07:00

MY MUMMY, MY CHECHER, MY IDOL

"HAPPY CHECHERS' DAY TO YOU, HAPPY CHECHERS' DAY TO YOU, HAPPY CHECHERS' DAY TO MUMMYYYY.... HAPPY CHECHERS' DAY TO YOUUUU...."

Alas, I've resorted to singing for Mummy! Not that I'm such an excellent singer, but all because I'm practically penniless at this point of time. Sorry Mummy, I'm left with no choice but to spend my last penny on Teacher Ema's and Teacher Nisa's presents. I even had to make my own card, albeit my limited artistic talents and perhaps tasteless colour co-ordination (at least, that's what Mummy claims). I'm sure you understand Mummy. After all, who else would appreciate my singing if not you? :)

Nonetheless, I'm glad that Mummy truly enjoyed herself on Chechers' Day this very year. To tell you the truth, Mummy was ecstatic cos' technically speaking, 2006 was the first year she celebrated Chechers' Day @ B/G/S/S. In 2004, she spent her Chechers' Day in KKH, devoting her time to yours truly who was hospitalized. Subsequently in 2005, darling Ihsan came into our lives and Mummy was still on maternity leave during Chechers' Day. So when, THE day came, apa lagi, Mummy pun go all outlah....

Besides performing their heart-thumping rendition of "STOMP" for the Chechers' Day Concert, Mummy and her teaching 'kakis' had an exhilarating time immersing themselves in the roles of SMURFS, adorning themselves in blue and white outfits as well as props to go along. With "Favourite Cartoon Characters" as the theme for the Chechers' Day Lunch @ Holiday Inn this year, the staff @ B/G/S/S had a jolly good time ~ humming to the tunes of cartoons in the 80s (remember "The Chipmunks", "Smurfs", "Heatcliff", "Care Bears" and the likes?) and basically, letting loose. Hehe....

Chechers' Day Celebration 2006

Nonetheless, what REAAAALLY made Mummy's day, was this:

Buat Guru Yang Kami Sayangi,

Indah permata menyinarkan cahayanya
Seindah hatimu yang tiada tandingannya
Kau pelita menyinari semua
Menghilangkan kegelapan menghapuskan duka

Kesabaranmu kami kagumi
Kegigihanmu kami sanjungi
Walaupun dikecewakan kami
Kau tetap di sini, membimbing dengan setulus hati

Walau ketegasan kau tonjolkan
Naluri kelembutanmu tetap dirasakan
Sikap kami terkadang menyebalkan
Tetapi kau balas dengan kesabaran

Sesalkah engkau selama ini
Memikul beban yang tiada terperi
Seribu luka mengguris hati
Dengan ketabahan engkau hadapi

Tiada kata dapat mengukuri
Budi pekertimu yang begitu tinggi
Kaulah pembimbing, kaulah teman
Kaulah DEWI anugerah Tuhan

Guru kami yang disanjungi dan disayangi
Kenangkanlah ikatan yang pernah bersemi ini
Walau nangis dan tawa kan tiada lagi
Budimu kan dikenang ke akhir nanti

Akhir kata, terimalah coretan ini
Dilakar dengan kesungguhan hati
Daripada murid-muridmu yang kerdil ini
Budimu guru yang kami cintai

(Salam Sayang Daripada Kami: Azmia, Nur Hidayah, Siti Zawani, Kamilia, Nur Mariana, Zahidah & Nur Izzah Diyanah serta murid-murid dari kelas 5/A & 5/B 2006)

Sweeeeet riiiite????? Thanks dear aunties & uncles! You've really made my Mummy, one super-dee-duper HAPPY lady!

T/P/J/C HOMECOMING DINNER

2006-08-31T18:01:00.000-07:00

T/P/J/C HOMECOMING DINNER

"It was such a disappointment! TRULY A DISAPPOINTMENT!" ~ The last I heard, Mummy was complaining incessantly about last weekend. You see, Mummy and her 8 Sahabatz went to T/P/J/C's homecoming dinner, hoping to catch a glimpse of their respective teachers, wishing to reminisce about the good old days in T/P/J/C. True enough Mummy had a splendid time with her 8 Sahabatz, as always. However, she can't say the same for the food, the IT presentation as well as the programme for the night. As educators themselves, I think Mummy and her 8 Sahabatz are becoming more and more critical by the day. Hmmmm, will I become as such when I'm older, Mum?

OK, back to Mummy and her 8 Sahabatz. Being friends for 17 years, the 8 Sahabatz have gone through A WHOLE LOT together. They were there for each other, be it the good times or the bad times. They laughed together, cried together, studied together (believe it or not, they went to the SAME sec school, jc and uni), shopped together, gossiped together and even slept together (hmm, somehow THIS doesn't sound right huh?). They are SO close that some of them are starting to LOOK like one another ~ yikes, that's scary!

Anyway, the 8 Sahabatz ALWAYS seem to act as if they haven't met for ages, despite the fact that they make it a point to meet up at least once a term. Why a term one may ask? Well, because on any other days, 7 of the 8 Sahabatz will be busy marking papers, setting tests, preparing lesson plans, scolding pupils, attending to parents, going for meetings, attending courses & seminars, being involved in CCAs ~ (*TAKES A BREATHER*) ~ u know, the fundamentals of being an educator nowadays ~ basically, being in school for 12 hours.

With so many happenings in their respective institutions and so many motherhood wins & woes to share, it is no wonder that Mummy & her 8 Sahabatz act like giggly young ladies every time they meet. Er Mummy, was that why U hanged out at Simpang Bedok after the disappointing homecoming dinner at T/P/J/C last weekend and came home only after midnight? Tsk tsk tsk....

T/P/J/C Homecoming Dinner 2006

HAIR RAISING PHENOMENON

2006-08-25T21:02:00.000-07:00

HAIR RAISING PHENOMENON

Lately, Mummy has been complaining about Ihsan's hair cos' it was getting a tad too messy for her liking. Sometimes, I think he resembles a berserk lion with his mane gone wild. Hurhurhur.

But Mummy is STILL in a dilemma ~ to cut or not to cut? (Er, the hair I mean). On one hand, Mummy is absolutely in LOVEEEE with Ihsan's curly wurly locks. Well, she's just afraid that if she cuts Ihsan's hair, all the locks will be gone. Tsk tsk tsk. On the other hand, Mummy has this theory (God knows where she got it from) that Ihsan's face is getting more chiseled by the day because of his overwhelming hair experience. People kept comparing Ihsan's face when he was less than 6 months old and his current outlook. And yah hor, his face did seem to er, shrink....?

The Hair Raising Experience

Mummy did try to ask Bibik Nur to cut Ihsan's mane, but looking at what she has done to mine thus far, I think it's best not to. :) Hehe, no offence, Bibik! Anyway Mummy, THE HAIR has not been cut since Daddy shaved Ihsan's hair a week after his birth. As an older sister, I think it's about time Ihsan BE A MAN and face Mr. Barber! Or Mummy, you may want to consider accessorizing us with hats, caps or any headgear that you fancy ~ just as long as neither of us look like Muffasal, The Lion King!

Hair Accessories For All Seasons!

IHSAN, D INDONESIAN IDOL

2006-08-22T02:53:00.000-07:00

IHSAN, D INDONESIAN IDOL

Having an Indonesian-born granny in our midst, our household was soon infected by the Indonesian Idol bug ~ especially so since Ihsan, a contestant from Medan got to the top 4 notches. Not long after, Grannny kept INSISTING that my brother Ihsan (er yes, the one with only FOUR teeth) bears lots of resemblances with Ihsan of Indonesian Idol. Hmmm, in what ways ah, Grans? (*SCRATCHES HEAD*) What's more, Granny also added that Ihsan looks soooo similar to Joakim Gomez of Singapore Idol and will probably look like the latter when he grows much older. Hmmph, talk about blinded by love!

Ihsan An Idol? You tell me....

But seriously, despite being only a young lad, Ihsan already has his own pool of female fans ~ consisting of the two bibiks we have at home as well as the other bibiks next door and behind our house. A day will not pass without the bibiks behind our house hollering, "Sannnn. San sannnnn..." Hmmm, if Ihsan is now "San", then does that make our Mummy "Mama San"? (*SCRATCHES HEAD AGAIN!*)

All right, enough of these mind-boggling, head-spinning questions. By the way, congrats to IHSAN (and I mean the one from Medan) for winning the Indonesian Idol!

Ihsan, The Indo Idol 3 ~ Courtesy of Adeep

FIREWORKS FASCINATION

2006-08-14T18:55:00.000-07:00

FIREWORKS FASCINATION

Our eyes feasted upon the Fireworks Festivals TWICE last week ~ the first being National Day itself. Mummy was truly excited that she donned us in red outfits ~ Semangat Hari Kebangsaan, she said. Though Daddy dearest was rather tired having to work all day, he accommodated to our desire to catch the fireworks display nonetheless. So after solat maghrib, Daddy got behind the wheel and sped off to Marina, hoping to catch a glimpse of the much-talked-about fireworks. Alas, we managed ONLY to get a mere 3 seconds of the display as Daddy had difficulty finding a parking lot. Sigh!

Well, I was pretty much disappointed of course! So,Daddy Dearest being the sweetest daddy on earth (er, at least in MY opinion), decided to bring us to Marina again on Saturday. In fact, just to ensure that everything goes on smoothly on Saturday, Daddy went to reccee the site, parking lots etc. on Thursday evening. Hmm, semangat betul my Daddy!

Saturday finally came. After maghrib, Daddy whizzed to the McD @ East Coast to grab some food (meant for open air dinner ~ er, whatever that means), before heading off to Marina. To our horror, the ECP was even more flooded with people and vehicles, than it was during National Day. It seemed like the whole of Singapore was there! It was a COMMOTION! It was CHAOTIC! It was CATASTROPHIC! It was.... Well, you get the picture....

Anyway, to cut the story reaaaal short, the exit to Marina was blocked by our dear traffic policemen and somehow we ended up parking at a place called Telok Ayer Street. We decided to follow the huge wave of human traffic and managed to catch the 15 minutes fireworks display at a construction site, opposite Lau Pa Sat.

It was a long day indeed (at least for me) and we reached home slightly past 11 p.m. Hmmm, but what happened to all the McD food you may ask? Er, the last I saw, Ihsan was gobbling them up in the car....

Fireworks Festival 2006

AWALLAH DONDANG, SAYANG

2006-08-08T07:30:00.000-07:00

AWALLAH DONDANG, SAYANG

Initially, I can understand why Mummy was missing in action on weekdays ~ her duty calls for it. But on weekends? Does she have to work on weekends too? What accounts for her absence last weekend, for instance?

The last I heard from Aunty Dibz & Aunty Tiq, they, together with Mummy and Daddy had a whale of time at Awallah Dondang last weekend. I am not sure whether it has got anything to do with Dondang Sayang, but I was informed that it was an amazing showcase of talents from SP, NYP, IJC, NYJC and JMPS. Mummy's students from B/G/S/S were also involved, so I suppose Mummy was there to lend her support (and perhaps to spend some quality time with Daddy as well, considering that it has been quite some time since they managed to do so).

Mummy, Daddy and Aunty Dibz were pretty much awed and fascinated by the performances of JMPS students in particular. A certain 'kecik-kecik cili padi' boy, whose powerful voice captured the attention of the audience, was heard singing a rendition of 'Kasihmu Laila' by Umbara during the show ~ much to the surprise of everyone. On that note, Mummy imagined the day when she would be amongst the proud parents, watching her babies perform in such musicals.

Performance by JMPS ~ Couretesy of Efinz

Hmmm, but the question remains : Why wasn't I brought along to watch the show? Has mummy learnt her lesson after I fell asleep TWICE during the Disney Cars movie and the Sesame Street Show? Does it mean that she will NEVER bring me to any more shows in the future? Hey, don't blame me for having sleepy eyes, hokay?

By the way Mummy, I have learnt it the hard way. Never will I doze off in the middle of ANY shows again. Hopefully, by saying this I get the chance to watch other shows and get pointers from these performers in the future. Hehe.... Afterall, I did make an attempt to stay awake when I accompanied you for the Brillante rehearsal at Kallang Theatre, didn't I?

Brillante Rehearsal @ Kallang Theatre

Er, just for the record Mummy, I have been practicing singing 'Majulah Singapura' and some other Arabic Nursery Rhymes that I learnt from the childcare. Just in case Mummy, just in case...

MISSING MUMMY

2006-08-07T05:42:00.000-07:00

MISSING MUMMY

Mummy seems pretty busy nowadays, so I guess as the responsible elder sister, I shall assume Mummys duty and continue her blogging journey. (Er, we cannot expect teething Ihsan whose vocabulary is strictly limited to "Kakak", "Nak" and "Bukak" to pen his thoughts down, can we?)

Hmm.... Was Mummy bogged down with her N-levels Oral Exams duties that she forgot to continue blogging? Was she so busy with her MEd courses at NTU, it totally slipped her mind that she has embarked on a blogging odyssey?

No worries, Mummy! Rest assured, your blog is in good hands. MY HANDS!! :) *EVIL GRIN*

But seriously, Mummy has been missing in action the past few weeks, only returning home around 6 p.m. daily. I cannot help but notice that Mummy is feeling a very lethargic every time she comes home. Despite her hectic schedule, Mummy would force herself to play with us in our playroom for at least an hour and a half before reading the books of our choice and putting us to sleep. We know that it is difficult for her to entertain BOTH of us, particularly so when Daddy worked on night shift the whole of last week.

Sometimes we cannot help but frustrate her with our tantrums and wails. Mummy tries very hard to please the both of us, but she soon realized that we want her attention AT THE SAME TIME. So, more often than not, Mummy would put me on her right lap and Ihsan on her left. Not one minute later, we would end up pulling each other's hair. And Mummy? Well, she would start pulling hers. :)

Missing Mummy...

THE SAND, THE SUN & THE SEA

2006-07-10T18:25:00.000-07:00

THE SAND, THE SUN & THE SEA

Whoever said that Singapore is short of places to go? Well, I would beg to differ. In fact, if you look reaaaaal hard, the beaches in Singapore are enough to take your breath away...

1) Peace @ Pasir Ris

Despite having shifted to Riverina (approximately 2 minutes drive from Pasir Ris Park), hubby dearest decided to get behind the wheel and drove instead. Though the park has been a regular weekend itinery for the family, it was Iman's first time to the Fishermen Village. Despite several warnings not to go near the fishing pond, Iman somehow got nearer and nearer ~ so near that we had to pull her aside, fearing that she would just slip and fall. Iman was obviously ecstatic and glued to the fishing rods as the people there fished out their catches with skill and grace.

Ihsan on the other hand, was totally bewildered when he got on the baby swing. He screamed and laughed excitedly as Kakak Iman made her way to push him (haiz! jakun betul anak hamba...). From mummy's point of view though, it seemed that Iman was pushing Ihsan TOO HARD to the extent that he will be flying out in no time. IMAAAAN!!!!

2) Family Fiesta (East Coast)

Never have I imagined that a day at East Coast could be so exciting. The family of Hubby Dearest decided to have a family picnic at East Coast during the last weekend of the school holidays. And boy, was it fun! Filled with activities for both young & old and coupled with prizes to go along, the picnic became a moment to remember for all. The kids had a whale of time in a game that required them to step on others' balloons which had been tied quite securely above their ankles. My darling Iman clinched the first prize (er, with a LOT of help from her granny who carried her every time another kid wanted to step on her balloon) and was beaming with pride as she received her prize.

Family Fiesta @ East Coast

The "senior citizens" were not at all forgotten and were given pop quizzes regarding their spouses. Questions like: 1) which school did your spouse go to; 2) what is your spouse's favourite perfume; 3) where did both of you meet etc. etc. soon drew laughter from everyone, especially when there were stark discrepancies amongst them. One of Hubby's Aunty and Uncle for instance, could not come to an agreement about their first meeting place ~ whether it was Pulau Belakang Mati or Pulau Bukom? LOL, that was really cute! But somehow it made me think ~ the longer you are in the marriage, the more likely you are to take things for granted and to forget about the little / nitty gritty details. I am right, no?

3) Cantik Cherating

Okay, I have to admit that Cherating is NOT part of Singapore but I can't resist making the comparison between the local beaches and those across the causeway.

Last year, the members of Fikiran Plaza (Hubby Dearest's close pals from SP), went on a trip to Cherating during the long weekend we had on Labour Day. We had an exhilirating time, with all the swimming, 'lepak'ing and not forgetting, THE FOOD.

Cantik Cherating 2005

My family had so much fun that we decided to make a trip to Cherating for the third time this June ~ now with the 8 Sahabatz (my buddies since Sec 1). The 8 Sahabatz embarked on their first maiden trip across the causeway some time during the school holidays. After deleting several Sahabatz off the list (more specifically, Has just gave birth, Mas went to US, Za flew to Aussieland and Sham had to succumb to the demands of work), we were left with only 4 who were able to proceed with the plan. The 2 nights in Cherating and another 2 in KL was definitely an experience to be remembered.

Despite the short duration of the trip, I felt that it was a great getaway for all of us. The sand, the sun and the sea was really breathtaking and beyond description. We were lucky that Hyatt (the hotel we stayed in) had a private beach so we were there practically most of the time.

Laf, I will always remember the mummyhood conversations we had as we sat by the beach, with the waves tickling our feet and sea breeze blowing against our faces. Siti, you proved to be an endearing mum, putting on a smile nonetheless, despite having to care for little Seif who fell ill during our trip.

Lynn Zuhrah, thank you for being a great role model, a big sister and most of all, a friend to Iman. Your demure and dainty qualities will always be admired and remembered. :)

Cantik Cherating 2006

DISNEY'S CARS & SESAME STREET SHOW ~ A TRIP TO DREAMLAND

2006-07-03T08:12:00.000-07:00

DISNEY'S CARS & SESAME STREET SHOW ~ A TRIP TO DREAMLAND

Remember my dream of bringing and developing Iman to become my buddy in attending concerts, musicals and the likes?

Well, the verdict is out. Iman KNOCKS OUT whenever she attends such shows. Believe it or not, Iman could actually sleep through the TWO shows she attended over the hols. Yes, TWICE.

Despite her enthusiasm and effervescence prior to the two shows, Iman could not resist the temptation of putting her head on my lap and quietly dozing off in the middle of the shows. What began as an exciting show, slowly became a losing battle, with Iman trying her very best to stay awake.

Iman With The Sesame Street Gang

What went wrong? Well, for one, there were not many songs that the children could relate to in the Sesame Street Show. After a while, it got pretty monotonous and er, boring... And as for Iman's FIRST movie screening (i.e. Disneys Cars) it was probably the wrong timing. I chose to watch the 11 a.m. show and by the time it ended at around 1 p.m., Iman was already super-dee-duper sleepy and craving for her afternoon nap. I tried to persuade and entice (er, more like bribe actually) her to stay awake but to no avail.

Iman: Mummy, I want to go home. I want to sleeeeeeeeeep... (Sitting down along the aisle of the cinema seats).

Mummy: Er, just a little while, darling. It is finishing soon.

Iman: But Iman tireeeeeeeeed...

Mummy: Ok, but after this we are going to Toys R Us, Iman. Mummy will buy for you some toys, ok? (Hoping she would take the bait becos I dont want to carry her home).

Iman: Ok, but after Iman sleeplah. (Comfortably putting her head on my lap and started to close her eyes).

Mummy: (Speechless & dumbfounded).

So there. Iman got the last say. To make the story short, I had to carry my hefty 3 year old home on BOTH occasions. Lesson learnt: Strollers. Never leave home without it. Especially so when bringing out Iman during the afternoons.

GENTARASA 2006 ~ A BLAST FROM THE PAST

2006-07-02T22:01:00.000-07:00

GENTARASA 2006 ~ A BLAST FROM THE PAST

Browsing through the pics that are meant for the school website, I stumbled upon some fascinating images of Gentarasa 2006. In its third year running, Gentarasa 2006 was coincidentally, the pet project of Encik Osman Hamid (the instructor for my Malay Dancers) and Abang Dzul Rabul Jalil (my hubby's dear cousin).

What was initially meant as a gesture of support to Encik Osman and Abang Dzul turned out to be a delightful evening, filled with excitement and magnificent sound effects. Mesmerized by the fascinating items, I started to look back in time.

A Sneak Peek At Gentarsa 2006 ~ Courtesy Isabellahiri

Having an aesthetically-inclined dad (who used to be a journalist at BH and subsequently joined the now defunct TV12 as a scriptwriter), concerts and musical shows soon became an annual affair - particularly so because daddy dearest received lots of complimentary tickets.

I became HOOKED. No sooner than expected, I became a fan of concerts, theatres and the likes. Besides being involved in concerts myself (e.g performed boria and dikir barat during my TPJC and NUS days - believe it or not, I was the pemain gendang & rebana..:)), attending Gema Dikir, Gema Puisi, Pesta Peti Putih etc became something which I always looked forward to.

Alas, all these excitement came to a halt when I got married. Somehow, hubby dearest does not share my interest in these concerts which he termed as "a total waste of time". "I'd rather sit in front of the laptop and play Command & Conquer," he'd always say. Well, I DID try to coax him into going to a concert recently in June. I thought "Rock Opera - The Musical" would entice him (being a Mat, I thought he'd be somewhat interested... :)) but he proved me wrong. In the end, I totally gave up and decided not to waste the 96 bucks that I've put aside for the tickets.

That was why, when I got to watch Gentarasa 2006, fond memories flooded my mind. Determined, I decided that I would develop my darling Iman aesthetically in any way I can. My sis, Dibz (who is frequently involved as the FOH during Teater Ekamatra's performances) is already looking into ways she can expose Iman to the world of drama & theatre. Hehe, thanks Sis! Hopefully, by doing so, I can get Iman to attend and ENJOY such shows with me in time to come...

2006-06-24T09:24:00.000-07:00

DOS & DONTS OF BLOGGING

Before I embark on this wonderful blogging journey, let me reiterate the following guidelines:

Numero Uno ~ All posts shall be penned (mostly) in English. Aha! Before you utter a single comment my dears, it's not that I do not walk the talk, BUT this blog is an avenue for me to de-stress and get away from the stressors of work. Penning my thoughts in Malay Language will thus ONLY remind me of work. So hopefully, I do not hear comments like, "Kata saja Cikgu Bahasa Melayu, tapi tulis Omputih!" in time to come, ya? :)

Numero Dos ~ No posts shall focus on the specific happenings in school. So kiddos, in case you are wondering, there will NOT be any inside stories or juicy details pertaining to what's happening in the staff room of B/G/S/S. Similarly, I will refrain myself from highlighting any specific individuals / students no matter how disturbed / stressed I am by the event per se.

Numero Tres ~ In general, the main stars of this blog shall be MY DARLINGS - IMAN & IHSAN. Hopefully through this blog, my students will learn that there's a more humane side to me than the gangster-like Cikgu they normally see in school. :)

Signed and Undertaken,

Cikgu Lynn

A NEW BEGINNING

2006-06-23T10:15:00.000-07:00

A NEW BEGINNING

How time flies!

The one month June holidays whizzed by in a jiffy, to my horror and astonishment. I can't believe that my precious quality time with Princess Iman and Prince Ihsan will come to a halt in no time.

Indeed, the June holidays has been an eventful month, lined with celebrations and memorable occasions worth remembrance. Besides the BIG move to Riverina, occasions like our 5th wedding anniversary and Ihsan's 1st Birthday made June an extremely special month. On top of that, we had Gentarasa 2006 and Sesame Street Show to watch, Maya's wedding and Najib's engagement to attend, as well as the Cherating trip and other quality parenting sessions with our two darlings.

Maya's Big Day

With all that momentous occasions in mind, I thought, "Hey! I might as well celebrate and give myself a treat!" So what did I get for myself? A BLOG. Hmm.... How ORIGINAL....

Well, as an avid blog reader for the past two years, never did I imagine that I would be magnetized and dragged into the blogging domain.

TRUE, I enjoyed reading through the blogs of mummies who whine and gloat simultaneously on the ups and downs of parenthood. YES, I had an exhilarating time re-establishing links with long-lost friends, acquaintances and ex-students through blog-hopping. But still, I was uninspired and TOTALLY unmoved.

Perhaps, it was the blogging process with my students in school that made me think twice about blogging in general. Through the blogging project earlier this year, I learnt A LOT about my students, particularly my 3 Express students whom I have never taught before. And the feeling was .... well, nice. :)

So there. I'm dragged into the bandwagon of bloggers. Whether blogging will just be a passe or the beginning of a wonderful odyssey, we will just have to wait and see, ya? :)