moms who waiting at school…

I’ve change my mind. I admit I have wrong.
I used to think they’re just gossiping
which is true, because I heard some does.
Or some of them use the opportunity to sell stuff
such as houseware, cosmetics, or clothes,
I saw this at my nephew kindergarten.
But as I wait for my son and daughter at school
I saw these moms actually do something great.
Last Friday they gathered and do crochet
crochet bag
they learn how to make a bag or something,
each of them took out their work from the bag,
and they teach each other some new tricks.
Before that I also saw them did some craft
Aa a matter of fact it’s their kids works
but they learned first so they can teach the kids.
As they work, they share about their problems
and other mom will give input or perspective.
I sit there, read my book or play mobile game
but I thought I should get to know them,
and learn some positive things from them…

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Happy 75th Birthday Mom

These are pictures from my mother surprise birthday party
She has no idea, because we didn’t even tell my dad about it.
It’s me, my sisters and our family, also some cousins
We show up at her house 7 in the morning singing “happy birthday”
she hasn’t even take shower, but she look nice in red blouse
My brother David couldn’t join us but he order a cake for mom
My brother Pierre in Kenya join us though Face Time
The kids singing and do some talent show for their oma
But Oma also got talent, she sang her own song from Bible verse.
While the kids keep her busy, we prepared breakfast for her.
Spagetti, garlic bread, BBQ chicken are among the menu
12 flower we bought for her, 7 reds and 5 light oranges
and some people shared what they feel and think about her
This is for you mom, can’t give you enough for what you have done
Wish you are happy on your 75 Birthday
we love you

I shouldn’t have done that….


Just after I brag about my 2012 resolution, how I want to enjoy my relationship with my kids, I have fall short right away. I got so impatient with my daughter Jasmine.

Sunday morning she was writing something at study room while I was getting ready for church. When I saw her I scolded her for use the A4 paper recklessly and leave papers everywhere. she started to cry because she was feeling unhappy already from leaving behind by my husband and son who are going to church earlier.

Then in the evening when I accompany her to do her homework, I got so irritate to find out how messy her notebooks were. They were full of drawing and scribble in the back, many pages torn, and not neat. And when I check her agenda, I found out she lost her Social Study notebook. Again I lectured her for being such a careless students, and I said I can’t understand how can she study and understand the lesson with such messy notebooks.

This morning she woke up just fine, get ready and had breakfast. But after that she loose focus and take care something unimportant, Her brother and I are ready, but she was not finished put on her shoes and I have to look for her socks, because she didn’t prepared them. On the way to school the road is jam, I looked at her in the eyes and told her how she need to be faster in the morning if she doesn’t want to be late to school.

Luckily she’s not late, and we all relieved. I also got a chance to buy her notebook to replace her lost one and buy her some food to eat at the recess. Then I went to a store to do some grocery, but since the store open at 8, I buy a bowl Chicken Porridge from a street vendor nearby and ate it there. As I open my bag to pay, I found a yellow pen with a note inside my bag. I was surprise because the day before I asked if I can have it but Jasmine said “no, I like it too”

It turn out that morning my daughter change her mind and she decided to give it to me, because she knew I love yellow. She write a note “sorry, I was yell at you Mom, but I was hurt as well. Thank you for taking me to church although I prefer to go with papa. I have a present for you, the yellow pen you like, please accept it. Thank you for being nice to me last night. Sorry this paper is wet because I cried when I wrote this. I love you Mom.

I was ashamed of myself, being so impatient and not be able to understand my child. When I got home I take the time to think and pray, I asked God to give me the wisdom to see Jasmine’s strength more than her weaknesses and to respect her uniqueness. When she came home from school, I apologize and thank her for the pen and note. She reply, thanks for the lunch too, mom!

happy birthday mom…

 

Today, September 22,(I wrote this a week ago but had trouble to upload it) is my mother’s birthday. What can I give to this lovely woman whose been loving me and taking care of me since 1966? I thank God for letting me have a mother till this age. Every single minute become so essential for me to shows my gratitude, respect and love for her. I admit that for many years I have not done that, and I don’t want to waste more time.

When I was a child I felt sorry for my mom, she seem to have a collection of sad stories in her life. First she didn’t graduate from high school because she had to help her mother who was a dressmaker to take care of her siblings and the house. She also lost her older brother whom she loves dearly in the young age. Then when she left her hometown and moved to the Capital, she stayed with a relative who treated her like a maid. With a determination she got accepted in a Bank after took some course in English and Typing. But again after few years of working she had to leave her carrier and followed my dad moved to other place and be a full time house wife.

When I was a teenager, I felt like my mom is my # 1 enemy. I hate her for always told me to do this and that or to wear this and not that. I was irritated when she told me “Don’t bring shame to your family” to warned me from doing bad things. I became rebellious toward her and recalled one day saying to her “I would never become a mom like you”. I felt like she was only concern about my sisters and brothers, and never really pay attention to me as her eldest. I was so mean to her, I realized now that it was not easy for her to take care of 6 children, plus all the cousins and adopted kids who were stay with us. I would never survive in her position.

Now after I have my own family, my mother becomes a dear tutor and friend to me. I grow to understand that raising up kids, handling the money, taking care the house, maintaining the relationship with your spouse is not as easy as I thought. I was ashamed with my bad thoughts, words and attitude toward her in the past, because God shows me how much she loved & blessed my mom for all the sacrifice, teaching and hard work she has done. I, who thought my self was so smart again must admit that I need to learn so many things from her, cooking, gardening, saving, investing, loving even forgiving.

I love spending time with mammy. Sometimes I came to the house to do some cleaning, or help her arranged her photos collection or just to drink her handmade tea which is somehow so special, but my favorite time is when we sit down in her porch and talks about life, news about our relatives and about God. It’s the time I will always treasure in my life, as I see this simple woman revealed some wisdom she gathered from her sad and happy moments. I wish I still have many years of these.

Happy Birthday Mom! 

I made you a Lychee Pudding last night