Tuesday, September 12, 2006

Ogos adalah Bulan Orang Kawin...

... which literally means August was the month of Weddings.

Firstly, congratulations to the lovey-dovey blogging newly-weds Berry Bear and Diah!! :) *throws confetti everywhere*





As mentioned before, Sofea and Aidiin's Sports Day took place on Sunday, August 27th. On this same date, while the parents and teachers cheered for the kiddos, my cousin and her fiance were married. I had to miss the akad nikah (matrimonial) ceremony (so no pictures) but I got to attend the dinner reception on the same night.

We left for JayBee after the school sports and arrived there about an hour before the reception. Letih, wa cakap lu.

My mom kept calling my mobile, asking about our whereabouts once I sms-ed her that we've just crossed the Joh0r state border. Every 10-15 mins or so.

Where are you?

Errr... Machap.

Where?

Machaaaap.

Bila boleh sampai? Nabila tunggu Sofea, nak practice walking down the aisle. (When can you get here? Nabila is waiting for Sofea. They want to rehearse walking down the aisle.)

Tak tau lah berapa lama lagi. Kereta banyak. (Can't really say, there are a lot of cars on the road.)

Where are you now?

Still Machap, no no wait... Simpang Renggam.

Berapa lama nak sampai? (How long will it take you to get here?)

45 mins kot. (About 45 mins)

*pause*
Ok, NOW where are you?

*rolleyes*


We managed to arrive at the hotel (the Z0n Reg3ncy H0tel by the sea) about an hour before the reception. Sian Kakak, tak sempat nak practice baling-baling bunga. Checked in, dragged our bags to our room, freshened up, jamak-ed Maghrib+Isya' prayers, changed into our "reception" attires, and headed straight to the grand ballroom.

Sofea and her (second) cousin Nabila were the flower girls, dressed in girly-girly pink attires.



I wasn't in my usual take-picture-of-everything self that night due to an unexpected headache cum migraine, which initially started about half-way through the journey from KL to JayBee and refused to go away despite the berbiji-biji Panadol that I'd consumed.
Naturally, famyBoy became my designated photographer for the night. But since he was also the designated Aidiin-chaser for the night, he was not able to take as many pictures as I would've wanted him to take.


Selamat Pengantin Baru and Congratulations to the bagaikan pinang dibelah dua newly-weds MnR. Wishing you both a lifetime of happiness and lurrrrve... :)

Judging from my cousin's (the bride) big sigh of relief during one of our conversations, I could tell that both she and her husband were glad that people have stopped asking them about their Special Day.
Little did they know that they now need to start preparing themselves for the cepumas questions pertaining to the expected arrival of their first bundle of joy. hee hee hee.

More pictures available in my multiply album.





The weekend before that, on August 19th, we attended another wedding ceremony (the bride is famyBoy's cousin) in Sel@ma, Kedah. This is the same wedding that Ondeonde and her family attended.

We were supposed to leave for Kedah on Friday night but my bro-in-law had to work really late, so we decided to travel on Saturday morning itself. We missed this akad nikah too, unfortunately, because it was carried out on Friday afternoon and we were only scheduled to arrive there on Saturday.

We missed the earlier part of the kenduri because we only arrived in Sel@ma at about 3:00 PM (traffic maaaa.... cuti sekolah summore), so we missed the earlier parts of the ceremony - the kompang playings, the groom's arrival and the bride's shy-shy smile when she greeted her husband. Ondeonde wrote a lengthy piece about the ceremonious event and took lotsa pictures so you can view them in her multiply site. If you look carefully, you might even find me in her album somewhere. ;)

Like any kenduri or family gathering, food was in abundance. The kids (cousins (1st, 2nd, 3rd), nieces and nephews), when gathered together, became instant buddies and oblivious to their surroundings.




Congratulations to Dayah and her husband. Semoga berbahagia hingga ke anak cucu cicit... (apa lagi lepas cicit?) :)

We left Sel@ma with full tummies and good memories.

More pictures here.


Friday, September 08, 2006

Parrot, Parrot, 1 2 3!!!

The theme for this year's Sports Day was "Kemerdekaan dan Keamanan Palestin" (Independence and Peace for P@lestine).

When I first read the memo given by the teacher, I was confused. The "Kemerdekaan" was supposed to be in conjunction with M@laysia'a 31 August celebrations (you know, happy happy joy joy kinda thing), and "Keamanan Palestin" is, well, a whole different thing altogether. Somewhat conflicting, no?
Checked with one of the teachers and was told that my interpretation was in fact, correct. Apparently I was not the only parent who enquired about it. heh heh.

Anyways...
All parents received the memo about 4 days before the event. Parents were encouraged to get together-gether to prepare props or costumes for the children, based on the theme, so that the kids could wear them during the Sports Day Parade.

This year, the teams were divided based on names of birds - Parrot, Eagle, Kingfisher and Peacock, which represented teams Yellow, Green, Blue and Red, respectively.



Both Sofea and Aidiin were members of rumah (team) Parrot. So, naturally, it would be advisable to come up with costumes and props that fit nicely with their uniforms: white t-shirts with yellow cuffs(?) around the collars and sleeves, and yellow pants. It was decided that the kids will be dressed up as Umbrella Cockatoos (from the parrot family), mainly white, but with striking yellow crests. With the help of another mom and her friend, the mak-mak Parrot (Parrot mommies) came up with 13 sets of costumes made of corrugated cardboards. Each set consisted of a headgear (which is the bird's head and beak attached to a white cap) and a pair of wings.


Not bad, eh? ;)

I used party streamers (in red, blue, yellow and white) to make J@lur Gemilang-ish necklaces for the kids to wear around their necks. As an added personal touch, we had the kids wear white belts with the words "AMAN PALEST1N" printed on them.

All the kids marched to the "Tanggal TigaPuluhSatu, Bulan Lapan LimaPuluhTujuh" tune in conjunction with August being Merdeka (Independence) month for Mal@ysia, while the judges evaluated the costumes.
I was the designated spokeperson who had to explain why team Parrot kids looked the way they did, and I came up with this: We chose umbrella cockatoos because they are white; to represent pure, freedom, peace. The necklaces the children are wearing represent our beloved country because they are the colors on our J@lur Gemil@ng (Mal@ysian flag). On the white belts, the words "AMAN PALEST1N" (Peace for P@lestine) are printed, which is self-explanatory. These children symbolize little birds of freedom flown all over the world, representing Mal@ysia, carrying the "Peace for P@lestine" message across the globe...
Pretty convincing, imho, because we won 1st prize for the costumes. ;)

The event this year is much more relaxed and 'controlled' because the principal decided to have it conducted in a dewan (hall) due to the current weather conditions -- too hot, rainy and/or sometimes a bit hazy. The hall itself has central air-conditioning so that helped make the environment more pleasant overall. Taklah masam berlemoih sangat.

I've seen this slideshow thingy at some other blogs and thought that it was really cool, so I decided to try it out myself. Check this out:



I kept checking my watch throughout the event coz we were supposed to drive to JayBee that very same afternoon to attend my cousin's wedding. All in all, the event ended around 1:30 PM (inclusive of lunch) and we rushed home immediately. Got the kids bathed and then famyBoy and I performed our prayers. Quickly stuffed our bags into the car... by then, the time was almost 3:00 PM.

The kids fell asleep when we drove past the USJ toll exit. I tried to stay awake but I was too sleepy and tired so I took many short naps while famyBoy drove all the way to JayBee.

Thursday, September 07, 2006

Warkah Buat Kakak

Dearest Kakak,

Ibu nak cakap Sorry kat Kakak sebab Ibu marah Kakak semalam. Ibu tengking-tengking Kakak, suara Ibu jadi sungguh nyaring, Ibu rasa satu Jalan Ser@mbi boleh dengar. Ibu perasan 'pitching' Ibu semua lari, tapi penuh dengan 'feel'. Berdesing telinga Kakak, kan?

Tapi apa yang Kakak buat semalam tu sungguh unbelievable. Ibu tak tau macam mana nak deal with Kakak punya misbehavior tu. Ibu tak faham, sungguh. Dah berkali-kali Ibu ngan Ayah bagi tau Kakak, masa Ibu dengan Ayah tengah solat "Jangan Kacau! Jangan buat bising!" Tapi Kakak macam tak ingat semua tu semalam. Kakak sakat Adik. Padahal Adik tak kacau Kakak pun. Tapi Kakak sengaja bagi dia nangis terjerit-jerit macam tu. Kakak bukan tak tau Adik tu kememeh lagi dramatic. Biarlah dia amik sejadah kecik tu, dia nak ikut Ibu dengan Ayah solat sekali. Biarkanlah dia dengan chee chee chot-nya. Kakak kan tengah tengok B0b the Builder masa tu.

Ibu ngan Ayah baru je start solat, Kakak lari masuk dengan sejadah kecik tu, with Adik trailing behind in tears and screaming "Aaaddiin nak, Aaaddin nak ma-yang!". Kakak tease dia, Kakak sengaja angkat sejadah tu tinggi-tinggi sebab Kakak tau Adik tak sampai nak capai. Kakak panjat atas katil Ibu so that Kakak lagiiiii tinggi dari Adik. Bila Adik panjat atas katil Ibu, Kakak lompat turun bawah. Kakak acah-acah dia, nak bagi, tak nak bagi. Not nice lah Kakak buat camtu. Kesian Adik dok nangis-nangis sampai basah lencun muka ngan pyjama dia dengan air mata, dengan peluh, dengan hingus, dengan air liur. Macam kena rabies je Adik, bila mulut dia berbubble-bubbles camtu.

Bila Adik finally caught up with Kakak, Kakak stop pulak sebelah Ibu (masa Ibu tengah sujud, trying to keep up with Ayah). Lepas tu Kakak main tarik-tarik rebut sejadah ngan Adik. Sampai terlanggar Ibu pun ada. Macam mana Ibu nak concentrate solat? Bukankah naughty tu? Adik punya volume dahlah se-maximum mungkin. Kakak pun boleh tahan jugak kuatnya dok tergelak-gelak. Kakak still nak torment Adik lagi. Sampai last-last dia batuk-batuk, and finally dia muntah. Bukan sikit. Macam exorcist ala Linda Blair tu Adik muntah. Terpancut kena sejadah Ibu ngan Ayah sekali. Kain Ayah pun kena sikit. Masa tu Kakak baru nak panic. Masa Ayah tengah baca tahiyat akhir Kakak panggil-panggil Ayah-Ibu, kata "Adik muntah, Adik muntah!" Dah terlambat dah tu.

Lepas Ayah-Ibu habis solat, Ayah marah Kakak. Adik still dok nangis. Kakak diam. Ibu try to control Ibu punya anger, tapi Ibu tak boleh. Sebab apa yang Kakak buat memang tak masuk akal.

Masa Ayah bawak Adik pergi toilet, nak basuh muka, tukar baju, Ibu start pok-pek-pok-pek lepas Ibu simpan telekung Ibu. Kakak macam tak dengar, Ibu lagi naik angin. Blood Ibu semua go upstairs. Ibu piat telinga Kakak sebab Kakak tak dengar apa Ibu cakap. Ibu babap bahu kanan Kakak. Kakak nangis sebab Ibu dah start naik suara. Ibu nak nangis juga, tapi sebab Ibu terlalu marah dan gerammmm.

As punishment, Ibu suruh Kakak amik tisu, and start to lap muntah Adik tu. Kakak nangis sebab taknak lap. Kakak buat muka kesian. Ibu tak kira, Ibu paksa jugak. Last-last Kakak buat jugak. Amik tisu, lap-lap-lap kawasan lantai bilik yang kena muntah Adik tu. Ibu berat hati sangat masa tu, kalau ikutkan hati Ibu nak suruh Kakak duduk luar je, biar Ayah/Ibu bersihkan, tapi Ibu nak Kakak learn your lesson. Ibu keraskan hati, Ayah pun berdiri tengok je. Ibu rasa Ayah pun terkejut Ibu naik angin semalam. Normally Ibu mulut je bising, tapi semalam Ibu was exceptionally strict. Ayah pun tak berani cakap apa-apa. Lepas dah clear sikit kawasan muntah tu, Ayah suruh Kakak basuh tangan, brush teeth, shi-shi. Then Kakak kena duduk kat chair, stare at the curtains. 'Goal' Ibu-Ayah was so that Kakak take time to think about your actions, think about the consequences. Ibu tak tau if that 'goal' was achieved sebab masa tu Ibu bawak turun all the sejadah, kain yang kena muntah tu nak cuci and masuk washing machine, and Ayah was mopping the muntah area.

By the time Ibu naik, Kakak dah nak tido. Ibu was still too upset ngan Kakak, tak boleh nak cakap ngan Kakak punya subconscious masa Kakak half asleep.

Pagi ni Ibu tengok Kakak macam biasa je... your usual chirpy, cheery self. Ibu jugak yang masih rasa terrible terrible inside. Guilty toksah cakap laa. Ibu tak tau kalau Kakak dah lupa pasal peristiwa semalam. Ibu tak sempat nak slow talk sebab kita semua rushing pagi-pagi, Ibu+Ayah nak pegi work, Kakak+Adik nak pegi school. Ibu tak tau macam mana nak get through to Kakak sometimes. Maybe Ibu kena gi cari and baca buku "Personality Plus (for Parents)" tu, or that other book yang Ibu nampak hari tu "How to Talk so Kids Will Listen and How to Listen So Kids Will Talk". Sometimes Ibu just mati akal. Time Ibu marah, tak teringat dah approach apa yang patut Ibu buat, dari buku-buku parenting yang Ibu pernah baca before this.

Kakak,
Rest-assured Ibu sayang Kakak sangat-sangat. Memang Ibu marah semalam, tarik telinga and/or tarik tangan, tapi tak bermakna Ibu sayang Kakak any lesser. Ibu frustrated sebab Kakak dah big girl, tapi Kakak buat perangai naughty macam tu. Most probably malam ni, lepas makan, settled semua benda, before bed, Ibu akan slow talk dengan Kakak. OK? Maybe Kakak boleh tolong explain kat Ibu why you acted the way you did.

Again, Ibu nak cakap Sorry kat Kakak pasal semalam.

Much Love,
Ibu



 

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