Freakish Accident

January 7, 2016 at 9:25 pm

Thank Goodness everything is fine now, but I’ll let Zaria share with you the incident, while I share the photos.

I was out buying groceries for our family and then came back to the Villa seeing her like this!
(photo taken by my BIL)

My BIL claimed she didn’t even cry, and didn’t even complained it was painful. She washed her lips with tap water to get rid of the blood, and just waited for us to come back since we took the car (and the driver). She only started crying when she saw me.

We were brought to BIMC, by our host from the Villa, a hospital mainly to cater to expats. The lady doctor was very gentle and patient, I watched her lips being stitched up (3 stitches!) while trying to calm her. I was traumatized, and I still get goose bumps thinking about it.
This was right after her stitches.

My nephew too had to had 2 stitches at his temple. What a way to start a holiday!

A day after the stitching, her lips just looked like she had a very bad blister, which is normal.

11 days after the accident, just a faint line on the lip.

Thank goodness both my nephew and her are fine now.

Haze and All The Declared ‘Holidays’

October 21, 2015 at 4:52 pm

The haze has been really bad, and the government has been declaring school closure day after day after day.

Good thing is the girls have finished their exams and so they are having lots of fun at home (creating chaos for the mother).

Here is Zaria’s writing about the haze and the holidays she’s getting.

I thought it was funny.

If I haven’t mentioned it before, I think she’s my favourite author.

Favourite Authors By Zaria

August 18, 2015 at 10:18 pm

July and August have been extremely busy for me, hence the lack of posting.

Zaria has turned into a bookworm this year, always holding a book whenever she’s not playing or watching TV; even at the mall! At times after we made a visit to the bookshop and she got her a new book, she would be reading it while walking with us in the mall, totally absorbed in her own world.

There are a couple of authors she likes, and always asks us to buy her books by them, or tries to borrow it from library. I asked her to write about the reasons she finds these authors’ writing interesting, and here is what she’s captured.

Mind her spelling, although I think she summarised the reasons pretty well.

America From A Child’s View

June 26, 2015 at 1:02 pm

After every trip to US, I’ll share with the girls what I’d eaten, where I’d been, the people I’d met etc etc, and also go through with them some of the photos I’d snapped.

This is Zaria’s perception of US based on collective information.

Quite accurate I guess.

PS. In Houston particularly, there’s not many pedestrians. Sometimes when my colleagues and I walked to a restaurant, we had to do a 100m dash to cross the road as the roads are very wide and no cars were expecting any pedestrians.

Escape From Locked Toilet

April 16, 2015 at 10:53 am

When I picked Zaria up from her enrichment class, she told me she went to the toilet middle of her class and locked herself in the cubicle.

Not able to open the door, she shouted for help and no one came, guess what this survivor did?

She climbed over to the next cubicle (stepping on the toilet bowl, water tank) and got out!

This is her own account of the incident.

What a cool calm girl she is at times like this.

Temper Cancer

April 2, 2015 at 10:50 am

The little one has been extremely difficult, even though she gave us her promise, she still has tantrums and fit of anger triggered by the smallest thing.

Me: You know, you really should control your temper.
Zaria : I try to ma, but sometimes I cannot control it
Me: What you have is like a temper cancer you know. We try to help you but if it doesn’t work, we’ll have to send you to Monfort Boy School, they are like a hospital for all the temper cancer patient
Zaria : Then when can I come back?
Me: Until you are fully healed from temper cancer, and you can control your temper so you don’t get angry so easily
Zaria : But cancer cannot be cured right?

Anyone has any suggestion on how to cure Temper Cancer?

We try to speak to her nicely, it doesn’t work.
Taking away privileges, it doesn’t work.
Punishing her, it doesn’t work.
We kept telling her we all love her, she knows it, and starts feeling sorry and sobs, but then it’s easily forgotten, and next day, the cycle repeats.
She’s only like this at home, at school, she’s always conceding, no teachers have ever complained about her except that she day dreams sometimes.

I just hope this is a phase she’s going through, and it’ll be over soon.

My Promise – By Zaria

March 24, 2015 at 12:22 pm

Zaria has been extremely difficult the last week, using foul language, spiting in her sister’s tea just because her sister made tea without telling her (they always brew tea together), using her sharp tongue to talk back, sometimes even telling us she wished we weren’t her family, she wished she was an orphan etc etc.

This little sweetie pie has a sweet sweet sugary filling, but sometimes her temper gets the better of her. After a few ‘counselling’ sessions we had with her, she decided to write us her promise or her ode to her family.

(She even signed it in red to indicate she’s serious).

Sweet Sweet Zaria, we all love you very much, and hope you will be able to control your temper, and outgrown this episode in life, and we hope you will keep all these promises you made to your family.

Feisty Zaria

January 6, 2015 at 10:25 am

Happy New Year to everyone.

Ever since we gave Zaria the barista title, she makes coffee or tea for me daily.

Yesterday after breakfast, I asked her for my cup of coffee as usual. Zaria said later. And repeated her ‘later’ for the next 1hr and eventually did not bother to even reply when I asked about my coffee.

I lost my patience and went downstairs, to see her lying on the sofa reading.
Me : From 9 till 10:30 I asked for my coffee, and you kept saying later, and then didn’t even answer me any more! Today is my 1st day of work, you are still on holidays, and you can’t even make your mom a cup of coffee? Do you have anything to say?
Zara : Sorry ma, what do you want ma? Do you want me to make a cup of coffee or tea for you?
Zaria : ….
Me : Ok. For lunch, I’m not cooking for you, and Auntie (our helper) cannot cook for you too. You go and figure out what to eat. There’s lots of cereals and milk.
So I made my own coffee, and thinking Zaria will come over to apologise; but instead, she went to our helper and asked, “Auntie, do we still have mee sedap?”

At 12pm, she boiled a pot of water herself, cut opened a pack of mee sedap, and made herself lunch!!

While I was eating roast chicken sandwich, and fried button mushroom with Zara at the same table with her, I asked “You can have some if you say something to me.”
Slurping her noodle, she said, “Even if I say sorry, I don’t really mean it, so what’s the point of saying it.”

That’s my 8 year old alright, feisty, independent, non-complying.

Make Believe Cafe

September 30, 2014 at 10:48 am

Zaria made nice cup of coffee for me at the hotel when we were holidaying in Kelantan, since then, we’d made her the barrista at home.

She’s responsible to make coffee or tea for me daily in the afternoon, and she took this job seriously, she sets up the timer and ensures the coffee or tea is brewed only for 2 mins. Sometimes she makes hot chocolate for Zara or tea for hubs as well.

She said we should open a cafe since she likes my cakes, biscuits and cooking and she imagines herself to be the barista at the cafe. And what would the role of her sister be? Popsicle maker since Zara has made a couple of flavourful popsicles like this Ribena passion fruit popsicle.

So this is her plan all drawn up and written down.

(The hubs’ role is to take photos of customers according to her).

Zaria’s Poem – Today I Roasted A Bunny

June 9, 2014 at 1:46 pm

Recently, Zaria wrote this in her journal instead of writing a diary entry.

A poem which she said she made up.

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