my daughter jasmine told me couple weeks ago…”mom, it turn out I like to read”. Me as mom love to hear that, because I like reading and I’ve been trying to pass it to my kids. When they were small I always try my best to read for them before bed times. Even now when I have the time, but instead of story books, I try to read some entry from the children encyclopedia I bought couple years ago, topics that they like of course. Now that she’s in grade 4, Jasmine can read on her own, she always make the time to read before sleep. I knew this from the books I found on her bed, while kiss her good night. When I brought home some books from work, and she was so happy and enjoy them.
Yesterday she asked me if she can borrow my mobile phone. I asked who do you want to call?, she said “I want to call Papa, because I want to plan something with him”. I told her just send a sms because I have no pulsa for calling. She agree but asked me not to check her sms, because it’s a secret. I promised. When Jasmine was asleep, my husband called me and asked if I have read this book or that book. He’s in a bookstore. I asked why bother? He told me that my lovely daughter asked him to buy me a good english novel. Isn’t that sweet?
Well, I told my husband not to rush, take time to search for a good book, maybe a book about a mom and daughter or about a girl adventure. I guess jasmine wants me to always have stock of stories to tell her. Usually when we took the kids to school, on our way I will tell them a story from the book I recently read. But anyway I really appreciate her effort to give me a surprise, even though my husband sort of reveale it. Now I am planning to give a surprise back to her.
Note after the sweet surpriseThe next day I received a gift, wrap nicely with blue ribbon. I wonder when she did it? and what book she (and my husband) got for me. I open the wrapping paper carefully and Voila…it’s Wuthering Height! Well I like the story…but that’s my own book. It turn out that Jasmine was given a task from one of her class to appreciate mother and to give her something. She told my husband to get a book for me. So after my husband couldn’t get a book from the bookstore, as he came home Jasmine insist that it need to be given that day, so my husband took the “Wuthering Height” from a drawer (I bet he was hoping I don’t remember that book or he might think that’s not my book), then help Jasmine to wrap it. I thank my daughter but I protest… and asked her to tell her father to get me something else instead.
I think most of the mothers shared the same feeling with me, although I am not the one who take the exam but I feel like I am, because I am the one who gather all the daily test paper, sat on the table with books and read them to be able to test my kids. I went to sleep late at night and wake up earlier to make sure that my kids are studying. My daughter Jasmine for some reason didn’t have the urgency to study. She treat the exam days just like any other day. She didn’t have the worry or fear not be able to cover the whole topics in such a short time. And for some reason I am the one who took all that worries for her. A week before exam I talked to her friend Karla, who is going to a different school but also in grade 4. She expressed to me how nervous she was facing the exam, and I know Karla is a smart girl. Well I am not expect Jasmine to get “A”s in all the subject but at least she show some earnestness and meet the school standard. My son Edgar is ok, he will read the book couple times, for him that’s what studying means. I can buy that because he’s in grade one and the lessons are not that hard yet
Honestly I am not a very patient mother. I get frustrated easily when Jasmine didn’t study seriously. Especially in Math, when she didn’t do the problems carefully and end up with wrong answer. I always hope my husband come home earlier so he can help Jasmine in study, he’s much better in Math and also more patient. Now that the exam is over, I can be more relax, but still a bit worry about the outcomes. Will my daughter’s result good or bad? I think exam is not only testing what my kids have learn at school but also testing my qualities as a mother. And I can’t say I pass this year. So I guess if I am expect my kids to be a better students, I must also expect myself to be a better mom! Let’s see next term!
This morning my little boy drop me off to work (with his father of course). On the way, on the motorcycle, i told him stories i heard from podcasts. Edgar is 6, he still in K2. He’s a very active young boy. He plays badminton, he runs fast, he climbs tree and gates. Just recently he felt from our neighbour garage’s roof. I have told him to get down, and he did, but he climb back with his friends, they all fall down when the roof was broken. He walked back home crying, I scolded him for not listen to me. he said sorry and told me that it’s really hurt. I bathed him and took him to the hospital right away. They did x-ray and CT-scan to the right part of his head, because he felt hurt there. There was no fracture or bleeding, but he got to stay in the hospital for 2 nights from the inflammation.
I don’t know why but this son of mine care about the housework more than my daughter. He can initiate to help me to wash dishes and sweep the floor. And I love him for that. Sometimes out of the blue he come close to my face and kiss me all over my face. I hope he will keep doing that till he’s teenager, because I saw many boys avoid their mom’s kiss when they got older. One thing I just found out lately that he’s been listening to the songs “You’re still the one” by Shania Twain and “How do I live ” by Leann Rymes. Both are my favorite songs. Edgar loves to sing. One time he’s performing at school and sing solo. The song is about mother. I was sitting there enjoy the beautiful moment hearing my son sing for me in front of many people. Then couple months ago he was sing in his school choir. they join a competition and won. I am so proud of him.
Edgar Eugene….I mend to name him Jason, because I love name started with letter J (his sister is jasmine jade). But a few days before he was born, my husband’s cousin got a baby boy too and name his son Jason. So I went through all my list and find Edgar and Eugene. So I combine that 2 names for him. My father-in-law gave him a chinese name Kwan Siao Kwang. Unlike my daughter, he got my family’s feature, the nose and smile just like mine. As a mother I hope and pray that he will become a fine young man. I don’t care if he will become a famous singer or a movie star, as long as he love God and others, he’ll be a gentleman.