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Despicable Me

I think my son (and his Dad) sees me as the villain of his/their life. I mean I am always the one who kills the joy. Like this last Saturday where he is chasing his Dad inside the store and I stopped him from running after his father. KJ (killjoy) I know. Or I when last Monday his Dad brought home a DVD of the How To Train Your Dragon and I have to remind them (every so often) to go up and sleep already as his got school the next day. Or I am always telling him to eat his food, dont run on the sidewalk, change your school clothes before you play your lego and so on and so forth.

What he is not seeing is that that day when he was running inside the store. He almost hit his face on the corner of a display table. If I hadnt stop him the corner would have hit his face and there will be blood. I just grabbed him the right time. THE RIGHT TIME I am telling you otherwise he is going to get hurt. I am so mad and so scared at that time that I told him off after we got out of the store. He doesnt see how much I am scared of him getting hurt. What he saw is me stopping him from having fun from running and me telling him off. Oh Sebastian you almost hit that corner. If you can only see and hear how much my heart almost burst of fear. If you can only.

I am sorry if I have told you off or that if my voice is a bit loud that minute. My heart is still recovering from the fear of your getting hurt and I just dont know how I can forgive myself if you hit that corner.

You will see me as the villain here but theres never a moment when I dont want you to have fun. If I can only give you all your heart desires to play and to run I will. But there are proper places to do these things, proper time.

That incident never left my mind. Am I harsh for telling him off? I should probably waited till I am more relax before talking to him. So many should've in my brain. Last January I ask my husband if I can go home as nothing good is happening to me here. He will let me go home but I can never bring my son. So I stayed. I can never leave my son of course. He is my life and joy. Now I am thinking if my son will be better off without me. Because I am the villain of his life.

But thinking about me being far from him is just heartbreaking. So here I stay with my son as a villain in his life.

Villain is my word of the week.


And then the fun began...


We have been busy a bit lately in school. The parents are more invloved lately. I started attending a wee bit of a class to be aware of what my son is learning in school now and how I can help to continue his learning at home. I really enjoy and in awe of how much the school is making sure that the parents knows how to support learning.

Last Monday I assisted with the other parents on walking the kids to the library. It was fun in spite of the rain. The kids' spririts are up and no rain can bring it down. They read books and were introduce to how library works. My son & I usually stay in there before so he knows his way around as so with the other kids who we know from outside school cuz we have been playing with the in the library's playgroup.

And we are going to have another session of how to help with phonics.

And in support to the Children In Need campaign they will have a onesie in school day! And my son is so excited of that. He will be wearing his minion onesie and I know it is going to be very very fun for him!

I am an outsider a lot of times in this country and I have written a lot about that. Mostly because of my own fault in not joining and attending events. Blogging related included because I am too shy. But when of course it is needed for my son's development shyness be gone and I will join and get involved in the best way that I can.

Participate is my word of the week but I have a feeling that it will be my word of the school year days.

The Reading Residence

Parents Teacher Night

We went to my son's school to meet with his teacher. We sat in front of her with my son and my son is really shy. The teacher explained what is going on with him inside the classroom. It is nice to hear what my son had been doing. And we discussed about the thing that worries me the most which is his eating. I am really not sure on what I can divulge or not allowed to say in the blog but one thing is for sure there is some progress not just in eating but in every aspect of school. We need to work a lot on his handwriting as well.

This made me feel better as a parent of course. To know where to work at after school and to know where he is good at. I have always known my son but since he started school there is suddenly a gap to what I know now. This event has filled those holes!

We were able to look at photos of his activities too. So many funny things that he is doing and saying in the album that my husband would laugh out laugh a lot of times while turning the pages.

Suddenly I am excited of his schooling again. I am excited to hear another progress. I am excited to work on things that needs ironing out and I am just glad to be with my son inside the hall where he is scared of eating. After our meeting I talked to my son. He would tell me where he sits and what he does. And who he eats with. Hopefully talking about it in there would make him less scared of the hall in the next days.

This meeting gave me hope and some answers.

My word of the week is Progress.

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Its no secret that we are having a hard time adjusting to school. Proof of that is my son's report card saying he is doing poorly in personal, social and emotional development. I know how school is. It can be pretty harmless but to a child school can be daunting. And my son is young and small and I can only imagine how he sees a world where people are all bigger. My heart still breaks every time I leave him there and he still cries. And my heart leaps when when I pick him up he is the happiest. No I am not blaming his school. It is just really hard for some students to learn how to go with the flow. And my son is one of those who is having a hard time adjusting.

Sadly, school is a part of his life where I (or his Dad) can't be there. He needs to overcome this by himself.

I cant do anything but to let him eventually adjust to it.

Hoepfully soon.

What I can do is be there every after school day and assure him that every gruelling day outside I am there at the end. Ready to be with him, ready with a cuddle. A hug.

Ready to listen to him rant or rave about his day. Ready to laugh with him. Ready to cry with him. Be proud with him with those nice looking stickers on his cardi and be down when he doesn't like the food.

I am there to hold his hand on our walk and sometimes carry him when he is too tired.

And we will go home together.

Home where we can rest.

Home is my word of the week.


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Neck Tie Ceremony

Was it only yesterday (yep a cliche) that my son started his year 1 in school? Well next week he will have his first proper half term but this Friday he will have a ceremony to mark his being a proper student! A neck time ceremony.

I have been thinking of this event the whole week. We have been through a lot since he started school and we are still trying to work out some problems. At some point in these past weeks I am questioning if we started school too early for him. Should be back out and wait. Is it even possible to back out?  But my son is getting there. Adjusting. By the day. Everyday he will give me reason and alibis not to go to school and not to eat on the hall and yet when it is time to go, we go and we walk together hand in hand (no matter what the weather is) and we enter his school. He cries every time he needs to go in his classroom. But he will be very cheerful when I pick him up while telling me what he did and my heart heals.

Now this ceremony. Like a token for both our efforts. Like telling us that we did a great job! That our trying has paid off?

I will post some pictures if photos are allowed to be taken.

I will share with you the fruits of our school labor.

That neck tie will serve as an inspiration of me to work harder and not give up. I am so looking forward into seeing him with that neck tie the next time we go back!

Half term will also be use for us to train him to eat in public. When he became tantrumy before I got scared of eating in the public as its so embarassing to have a 2-3 year old crying his lungs out in public esp in restos. I think I have transfered this fear to him and its manifesting in school. I will try to go out, just him and me and we will enjoy it. As simple as coffee from Costa to something we always go to that is Ikea Cafe. Hopefully, hopefully next time he eat in school he will be confident and the fear that I have instilled in him will be gone.

But for now, today we are going to attend and enjoy the ceremony and the free tea and cakes after!

Ceremony this is my word of the week.


The Reading Residence


I was studying already slowly going back to school when it suddenly hit me that my passport will expire end of this year. Meaning I need to go to London to renew it. But I was thinking what if instead of renewing it, what if I sort out my citizenship application instead???

To succeed in that I need to take English Language Exam (written and oral).

So now instead of reading my lessons I went back to reading reviewers and I am so thankful that I have time to do so cuz can I just say that I suck in grammar or is it supposed to be at grammar? and I need all the time in the world to review and relearn grammar rules!

So every afternoon you can find me in my local library if not reading my IELTS books devouring the broadsheets. After which I see words while walking to pick my son up in my school run.

I need all the help that I can get and well no one is in here to help me but myself.

I need to do this. I dont have much goals in life lately as I am not succeeding it them so I am giving up. But I have a feeling this one goal that I can nail and I will work hard to get the passing score!

Though in my head, I still think that it is not fair that I have to get it and the people before me does not.

But life is full of injustice and I have no choice but to follow the rules as it is the law.

My word of the week is IELTS. It is the exam that I need to take.


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