30.7.11 - I thought my boy is passionate for football but right now I have doubts. Passion is just not the right word. My boy seems to enjoy football merely for fun. He lacks strong will and determination to call football his passion. Not that I am disappointed but it worth jotting down this episode.
This morning he asked for our permission to join his friends for a football game at FRIM during the school holiday next month. Of course I have no objection, in fact I am a little proud of him for not giving up the game after his terrifying fracture incident at FRIM. I always want him to enjoy his games. But I feel that he should at least learn the basic techniques of football.
When I was out in the car porch washing the floor just now, he came out and played with his football. So I thought of testing him to see how passionate is he for the game. Told him to score 5 goals consecutively into the swing in the garden and he has my consent to the football game at FRIM. He was excited and continued to shoot over and over again. Well, since I know nothing about football, I cant help him. I can only encourage him by making him train hard and hopefully learn to master the game. I believe success comes with hard work. I believe even if my boy has no talent in the game, he can still make it if he practices extra hard.
It was just few attempts and he called it a quit. He said he will continue next week. Honestly, I didnt see his effort and he is just not interested in practising hard. Hmm.....
Anyhow, I hope he will continue to enjoy the game and find passion for it someday. No problem:)
Wednesday, August 3, 2011
Hate Myself
It's a cloudy day on 30.7.11 at 3:20pm and I am on my rocking chair while penning this. Just finished washing the car porch, patio and mopping the entire house. I am not exhausted physically but in fact I am stressed mentally. I am so affected by my kids. At this point, I feel that my life is just all about them. They make or break my days. I can be extremely upset when my boy does not wash his face and develop pimples. I can be extremely worried when my gal takes her own sweet time to do her loads of homework during the weekend. All their petty affairs disturb me and I will respond by nagging the whole day until I am tired of myself. I begin to hate myself for the nagging, scolding and shouting at them. I am so disappointed with myself. Why cant I have more patience, why cant I just leave them alone, why cant I just get busy with my own business? Hmm:(
A Conversation with my 10-year old Girl
22.7.11 - just now while I was at the backyard hanging clothes, my gal came over and had a casual talk. She was in good spirit. She said she forgot to tell me that few of her classmates actually want to come to her birthday party tomorrow but she told them that mom only allows 3 friends. Then she waited for my response. Told her it is alright to be honest and indeed I dont think I can handle a big party. She nodded as if she understood me. Then she continued and said that one of her classmates gave her a birthday card but gave another friend a birthday card and a present. Told her that probably they could be close friends like her and Pei En. She sighed and said she doesnt know. Then she said that she didnt give PE a present this year. Told her that we bought a nice notebook for her this year. She kept quiet for a while before she continued, she said PE doesnt dare to eat kentucky anymore due to the video posted on You Tube but she managed to convince her that it is alright to eat once in a while. Well, I will be getting kentucky fried chicken for her birthday tomorrow. Then she said it is too bad that Magdeline cannot make it tomorrow because kentucky is her favourite food. Then we switched topic, told her I am a impatient mom and can be easily frustrated. She said so does she. We just smiled at each other and walked back into the house. Sweet:)
Tuesday, August 2, 2011
A Homeless Dog
Today is a Tuesday on 2.8.11 and I am rather disturbed over what I have witnessed this afternoon. I am now worried about a homeless dog outside my house.
This unfortunate afternoon, he was bitten badly by another neighbour dog (bad dog) that escaped from its house. I was in the kitchen making soup when I heard scream. I rushed out and saw the lady owner and her daughter screaming while trying to separate the two dogs. Their dog got loose when they opened the gate and attacked the poor dog until it bled profusely. I was helpless but lent a helping hand by using my water hose. The bad dog was fierce and refused to let go. It was until a Indian man passed by and helped. The poor dog was badly hurt and was subsequently chased away by the Indian man. Poor thing!
There is a personal story about this dog. A week after mom left me in 2007, my intuition got me to believe that mom left behind this dog to look after me and my family. My mom loves me so dearly that I really feel that she sent a guardian angel in her absence. The timing further convince me. A week after mom death, this dog was chase out by its owner who lives directly opposite my house. Heard this dog didnt want to bathe and bit its owner. For that reason, he was made homeless. But he never leave this place even though its owner has stop feeding him and never let him in the house again. For four years now, he has been living on the street and still guarding the house faithfully outside the gate. Its owner is so unforgiving and their heart is made of steel. So the poor dog ended up guarding my house too and has since dug a hole under my red palm tree outside and made a temporary home out of it. He is afraid of thunder. Whenever he hears it, he will run aimlessly and anxiously. There was once when it rained heavily and he came into my house. He just sat quietly at the corner of my gate in the rain, as if he was just taking a temporary shelter to wait for the rain to stop. He was so courteous and I was quite amazed by its attitude. He is absolutely a good dog, no doubt. Thought of keeping it initially but TH objected since he doesnt fancy dog. Moreover, I also worried he may bite us.
Hmm, he's now no where to be seen. I pray he will survive the attack. Mom, please bless the dog that u sent me. Let him be saved and find a good home.
Next day on 3.8.11 - Woke up feeling good, mom heard me. TH told me he saw the dog this morning outside the gate. Looked out for him but didnt see him until afternoon, saw him sleeping under the bad dog's owner's car just outside the house. Wow, so daring to sleep there eh. I took two pieces of bread from the fridge, spread kaya and fed him. He was delighted and finished it. I then opened my gate for him to come in and take shelter but he just stood outside wagging its tail. Probably he remembered the last time, we chased him out before and that he is not welcomed. Hmm, very intelligent dog. Thought of using dettol to splash on his injuries but didnt dare. Perhaps, i can help to feed him well so that he can recover fast from its injuries. Shall I make soup today so I can feed him with the pork meat later. It's already 1:15pm now, I better start make soup now, what soup should I make ya. Ok, ABC soup it will be, for my family and the dog!
This unfortunate afternoon, he was bitten badly by another neighbour dog (bad dog) that escaped from its house. I was in the kitchen making soup when I heard scream. I rushed out and saw the lady owner and her daughter screaming while trying to separate the two dogs. Their dog got loose when they opened the gate and attacked the poor dog until it bled profusely. I was helpless but lent a helping hand by using my water hose. The bad dog was fierce and refused to let go. It was until a Indian man passed by and helped. The poor dog was badly hurt and was subsequently chased away by the Indian man. Poor thing!
There is a personal story about this dog. A week after mom left me in 2007, my intuition got me to believe that mom left behind this dog to look after me and my family. My mom loves me so dearly that I really feel that she sent a guardian angel in her absence. The timing further convince me. A week after mom death, this dog was chase out by its owner who lives directly opposite my house. Heard this dog didnt want to bathe and bit its owner. For that reason, he was made homeless. But he never leave this place even though its owner has stop feeding him and never let him in the house again. For four years now, he has been living on the street and still guarding the house faithfully outside the gate. Its owner is so unforgiving and their heart is made of steel. So the poor dog ended up guarding my house too and has since dug a hole under my red palm tree outside and made a temporary home out of it. He is afraid of thunder. Whenever he hears it, he will run aimlessly and anxiously. There was once when it rained heavily and he came into my house. He just sat quietly at the corner of my gate in the rain, as if he was just taking a temporary shelter to wait for the rain to stop. He was so courteous and I was quite amazed by its attitude. He is absolutely a good dog, no doubt. Thought of keeping it initially but TH objected since he doesnt fancy dog. Moreover, I also worried he may bite us.
Hmm, he's now no where to be seen. I pray he will survive the attack. Mom, please bless the dog that u sent me. Let him be saved and find a good home.
Next day on 3.8.11 - Woke up feeling good, mom heard me. TH told me he saw the dog this morning outside the gate. Looked out for him but didnt see him until afternoon, saw him sleeping under the bad dog's owner's car just outside the house. Wow, so daring to sleep there eh. I took two pieces of bread from the fridge, spread kaya and fed him. He was delighted and finished it. I then opened my gate for him to come in and take shelter but he just stood outside wagging its tail. Probably he remembered the last time, we chased him out before and that he is not welcomed. Hmm, very intelligent dog. Thought of using dettol to splash on his injuries but didnt dare. Perhaps, i can help to feed him well so that he can recover fast from its injuries. Shall I make soup today so I can feed him with the pork meat later. It's already 1:15pm now, I better start make soup now, what soup should I make ya. Ok, ABC soup it will be, for my family and the dog!
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