The week after Chinese New Year I went to see Gunesh, the assistant principal of Sarah's school to register her for daycare. It's about time. Sarah is spending her afternoons unproductively - watch TV, fight with her cousin, go to her Pak Ngah's house... And lately she's been showing not so good signs of a rift with her grandmother. Apparently, my mother likes to scold her - asking her to eat, change her uniform, etc and Sarah doesn't like being pushed as such. So, all was set - her small bag with change of clothes, a towel, her milk and bottle... and Sarah was pretty excited. Then I went to tell my mother just the night before the new arrangement was to start.
Guess what, my mother cried. I mean really, really cried. She said she will miss Sarah, she's so used of having Sarah around... I felt so sorry and sad. I know she will be sad, but I didn't expect such display of grief. So, we decided to cancel the plan and Sarah was to continue her schedule as usual. My mother is known to fall sick whenever she gets worried or stressed out, and the next day - she got sick! For 2 straight days!
I guess we'll try again next year...
Guess what, my mother cried. I mean really, really cried. She said she will miss Sarah, she's so used of having Sarah around... I felt so sorry and sad. I know she will be sad, but I didn't expect such display of grief. So, we decided to cancel the plan and Sarah was to continue her schedule as usual. My mother is known to fall sick whenever she gets worried or stressed out, and the next day - she got sick! For 2 straight days!
I guess we'll try again next year...
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