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Sarah Will Start School Next Year

The school terms is ending. There'll be a two-month break before it reopens in January. In January, Sarah can start schooling. Hubby and me decided that she will attend the Tadika Kemas as perviously planned. We have talked to her but she still want to go to that school along with Wani. I guess it's better to send her there than risk her being depressed in another school.

I really don't know how she will handle school. I think I will have to be there with her the first few days of school until she can adjust herself. Or maybe I should just let her go and wait at home until she comes back. This is really new for me. I don't know how to handle this. It's just this protective feeling inside.

Sarah Wants Adik

Oh no, finally the moment has come. Sarah wants a sibling! It started last weekend when we went to my eldest sister's house for buka puasa. Aish - my sister's grandson who is merely 3 months younger that Sarah was there. These two hit along very well. However, since Aish is a boy (bigger size than Sarah obviously) Sarah gets bullied all the time. In the car, on our back home, she told us she wanted adik boy so that this little brother of hers can beat up Aish. I thought that was the end of it, however, the next morning on the way to my mother's house she asked me whether my tummy has gone big - whether I am already pregnant. She wanted a baby brother so badly!

Yesterday was Sarah's Birthday

Sarah was born on 19 October 2001. Yesterday she was exactly four years old. Only four years old? I told Fairuza my colleague Sarah speaks like a 10 year old.

Anyway, yesterday I didn't get to take leave, so after finishing work at DC0 at around 4pm, I went back to fetch her to take her to a bakery. I promised to take her to Angel Cake so that she can pick her own cake herself. She was so excited. She said she wanted a cake that has "chocolate banyak sangat". True to her words, she picked a moist chocolate cake with abundance of chocolate strips. Since it is Ramadhan, the celebration had to wait until buka puasa. She ate a whole piece of cake, such as achievement!

Right after we took her to Alamanda so that she can pick herself a toy. Bad idea. She didn't know what to pick with so many toys around at Toycity. She kept on picking a few and putting them back. Note to self: Next year we will buy her present, wrap it up and give it to her. No more "pick-your-own-prese…

Another Book: Light on Snow

I've never read books by Anita Shreve before though I've always come across the bunch of them at MPH. I wanted to get away from the likes of Danielle Steel, as I thought she was in that league. Lately, I was always drawn to books on women issues - the struggles, hardships, emotions, feelings, etc. The last few books I read are all about that - She's Come Undone, Women in White, Sophie's Bakery, etc. But then I was curious about Shreve's books. Her name sounded like someone who would write my kind of books. Wishing to try, I bought Light on Snow. The review was ok, the cover picture was good, time was short, my daughter was whining so I grabbed the book. And I was not disappointed.

It's a father and daughter story - a Robert Dillon and his daughter Nicky. Robert lost his wife and baby in a car accident. Tramautised by the accident, he left his high flying career in New York City and went to rural New Hampshire where he started life new as a carpenter in a place w…

Poem: Slow Dance

Got this poem in my email. It was true for me some months back where things went on too fast, where I lie in bed with work and tasks swirrling in my head, where Sarah's requests to read for her were always rejected because Mummy was too tired...

I am happy now. I have more time for her and less responsibilities at work. At that particular point in life I realised what really matters in life and I finally made the choice. It was a scary choice to make, but I believe in myself that I am a brave person and hopefully God will help me through.

Slow Dance

Have you ever watched kids
On a merry-go-round?
Or listened to the rain
Slapping on the ground?
Ever followed a butterfly's erratic flight?
Or gazed at the sun into the fading night?
You better slow down.
Don't dance so fast.
Time is short.
The music won't last.

Do you run through each day
On the fly?
When you ask How are you?
Do you hear the reply?
When the day is done
Do you lie in your bed
With the next hundred chores
Running through your h…