Teacher : Mrs. Thomas
Other teachers : Mrs. Atwood and Mrs. Parkin
Red House
1. Morgan
2. Flynn
3. Eve
4. Oliver
5. Poppy
6. Olivia
Yellow House
1. Qistina
2. Callum
3. George
4. Rebecca
5. Eleanor
Green House
1. Magdalene
2. Ashwin
3. Caitlin
4. Tommy B.
5. Lucien
6. Harry
Blue House
1. Jennifer
2. Thomas W
3. Zara
4. Tom
5. Ella
6. Charlie
And oh, Choir 2011.
Monday, 25 July 2011
Ouchh!!!
The other day when Q was stung I thought, owh well, hope she or anybody else would not be stung.
Boy was I wrong.
I was stung while halfway into my solat.
Apparently one bee was hiding in my telekung!
Had to stop and restarted due to the excruciating pain (yeahhh right).
Well it was not that painful but I had to make sure that there was only ONE bee.
Alhamdulillah for toothpaste.
I was a-ok within 5 minutes :D
Boy was I wrong.
I was stung while halfway into my solat.
Apparently one bee was hiding in my telekung!
Had to stop and restarted due to the excruciating pain (yeahhh right).
Well it was not that painful but I had to make sure that there was only ONE bee.
Alhamdulillah for toothpaste.
I was a-ok within 5 minutes :D
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Friday, 22 July 2011
Round the World Concert
School holidays is just around the corner so school and nurseries have been having a lot of activities for the children and their parents. And on Wednesday, 20th July, we - Papa, Mama and R that is - went round the world in 60 minutes! :D
R's nursery planned for a World Concert, depicting a journey of a prince looking for a perfect bride. It was very fortunate for the nursery this year as they have more international children attending so this was the reason of the World Concert.
Anyway, back to the story. The Prince, is of course, called William. His parents - Queen Elizabeth and Prince Phillip have asked his brother Harry to accompany him in his search. Off they went and arrived in Europe, the Africa, Asia and Australia!
So when in Asia, they came to - Malaysia and met R (and another teacher who used to live in KL).
p/s another proud moment for Mama of course! Was beaming with so much pride!
p/s/s doesn't he look handsome and dashing?
Enjoy the video!
R's nursery planned for a World Concert, depicting a journey of a prince looking for a perfect bride. It was very fortunate for the nursery this year as they have more international children attending so this was the reason of the World Concert.
Anyway, back to the story. The Prince, is of course, called William. His parents - Queen Elizabeth and Prince Phillip have asked his brother Harry to accompany him in his search. Off they went and arrived in Europe, the Africa, Asia and Australia!
So when in Asia, they came to - Malaysia and met R (and another teacher who used to live in KL).
p/s another proud moment for Mama of course! Was beaming with so much pride!
p/s/s doesn't he look handsome and dashing?
Enjoy the video!
Thursday, 14 July 2011
Boxes
Living the 1st 2, need to work on the other 5. Wise words of Nick Bate, one of Papa's cikgu, from here.
The 7 Essential Ages of Boxes for Kids
1. The Cardboard Box. Kids love these. They become rockets, shelters, bunkers, homes....Brilliant for the imagination and just being ...well... a kid.
2. The Off Box. Kids surprisingly love this. No screen periods. No TV. No computer. Just reading, conversation, bikes and hanging out. Brilliant for language and inter-personal skills.
3. The Tool Box. The stuff school forgets to mention. How to make money, what love is really all about and why atoms really are so small. Brilliant for curiosity and equipping for Life.
4. The IN Box. In busy, busy interrupt-driven worlds even the youngest need simple organisation skills. Good for managing stress and keeping school happy by delivering on time.
5. The OUT-OF-THE-BOX. A healthy cynicism by encouraging humour, creativity and wit. Good for survival skills in the big, bold world of Life.
6. The CAT-IN-THE-BOX. The old uncertainty, philosophy stuff. Nothing is quite so certain as it might seem. You measured it and therefore thought you knew where it is. But by measuring it you have impacted it and changed its position. Jeez. Good for encouraging living in an increasing world-maybe Age- of uncertainty.
7. The BOX acronym: Be Outstandingly eXcellent. Good for life.
p/s: as usual, if Papa menyampuk or fiddling with stuffs here that means this.
The 7 Essential Ages of Boxes for Kids
1. The Cardboard Box. Kids love these. They become rockets, shelters, bunkers, homes....Brilliant for the imagination and just being ...well... a kid.
2. The Off Box. Kids surprisingly love this. No screen periods. No TV. No computer. Just reading, conversation, bikes and hanging out. Brilliant for language and inter-personal skills.
3. The Tool Box. The stuff school forgets to mention. How to make money, what love is really all about and why atoms really are so small. Brilliant for curiosity and equipping for Life.
4. The IN Box. In busy, busy interrupt-driven worlds even the youngest need simple organisation skills. Good for managing stress and keeping school happy by delivering on time.
5. The OUT-OF-THE-BOX. A healthy cynicism by encouraging humour, creativity and wit. Good for survival skills in the big, bold world of Life.
6. The CAT-IN-THE-BOX. The old uncertainty, philosophy stuff. Nothing is quite so certain as it might seem. You measured it and therefore thought you knew where it is. But by measuring it you have impacted it and changed its position. Jeez. Good for encouraging living in an increasing world-maybe Age- of uncertainty.
7. The BOX acronym: Be Outstandingly eXcellent. Good for life.
p/s: as usual, if Papa menyampuk or fiddling with stuffs here that means this.
Wednesday, 13 July 2011
Haa???
Suddenly I see changes.
Pretty sure it was not there yesterday.
Looks like somebody is back to being blank again eh?
But...
I like this new outlook.
:D
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Tuesday, 12 July 2011
Toothpaste
Didn't know that you could apply toothpaste to a bee sting.
If Q was not stung by the bee last Saturday, I would not have known this.
A home remedy.
With Uncle Google's help of course!
Apparently "the glycerin found in most toothpastes dries out the venom concentrated under the sting area and the alkaline toothpaste neutralises the acid in the bee's venom" - taken from here.
Anyway, flashes of "My Girl" the movie came into mind when Q was wailing screaming "bee, bee..". You know, the scene when Macaulay Culkin was stung by so many bees (drama queen eh the mama? hehehehe...).
Truthfully, I was scared if she will have any allergic reactions.
Alhamdulillah I saw where she was stung, and there was no stinger or else you would have to take out the stinger first before applying the toothpaste.
The bee? Found dead on the carpet.
So after applying the toothpaste, the pain subsided in about 10 minutes, and she was happily playing with R again.
It's summer and there are bees and flies everywhere.
And spiders. Plus the web.
:D
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Sunday, 10 July 2011
Friday, 8 July 2011
Sometimes..
.. when a total stranger says something really nice about your loved ones, you will get 'em.
A blooming garden in your heart.
I have a blooming, beautiful garden in my heart now.
Flowers of every colour.
What a nice Friday.
p/s image googled

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Tuesday, 5 July 2011
Instinct
Mother's especially.
Mine - now that I am one.
Should have trusted them.
Should have trusted my own gut feeling.
Scenario 1
As I entered Q's school gate to pick her up just now, I saw one of her teachers looking for someone. I was 200 metres away but my gut feeling says that she was looking for me. Because Q is unwell.
As I was about 5 steps away from her, one of Q's friend's mom said that that particular teacher was indeed looking for me.
Q is not feeling good. Went into her class and saw Q, holding a bucket. She had just vomited.
My gut feeling was right!
Scenario 2
I have a suspect of what has been making Q unwell. In fact R was unwell too last weekend.
Been having this notion since the first time R vomited last Saturday, but did not take heed.
So what happened to Q in Scenario 1 just confirmed it.
Why didn't I trust what I was feeling?
Scenario 3
So off with oily keropok and omelette for a short period.
Q had vegetable soup and rice for dinner.
7 spoonful I said, but my gut feeling (again) feel that she will stop at 5.
And if she takes the number 6, she will vomit again.
True enough, when Q asked for the 6th spoonful, I gave her.
Not paying attention to what I was feeling.
And right after that, all of the rice fed went into the toilet bowl.
Aisshhh......
Lesson to be learnt.
Trust your instinct, Mommy!
Mine - now that I am one.
Should have trusted them.
Should have trusted my own gut feeling.
Scenario 1
As I entered Q's school gate to pick her up just now, I saw one of her teachers looking for someone. I was 200 metres away but my gut feeling says that she was looking for me. Because Q is unwell.
As I was about 5 steps away from her, one of Q's friend's mom said that that particular teacher was indeed looking for me.
Q is not feeling good. Went into her class and saw Q, holding a bucket. She had just vomited.
My gut feeling was right!
Scenario 2
I have a suspect of what has been making Q unwell. In fact R was unwell too last weekend.
Been having this notion since the first time R vomited last Saturday, but did not take heed.
So what happened to Q in Scenario 1 just confirmed it.
Why didn't I trust what I was feeling?
Scenario 3
So off with oily keropok and omelette for a short period.
Q had vegetable soup and rice for dinner.
7 spoonful I said, but my gut feeling (again) feel that she will stop at 5.
And if she takes the number 6, she will vomit again.
True enough, when Q asked for the 6th spoonful, I gave her.
Not paying attention to what I was feeling.
And right after that, all of the rice fed went into the toilet bowl.
Aisshhh......
Lesson to be learnt.
Trust your instinct, Mommy!
Saturday, 2 July 2011
Ain't..
.. no mountain high enough..
.. no river wide enough..
Choir (kuai-ya, as she pronounces it) girl in action..
p/s this is a belated post as the choir singing happened last month, on 18th June 2011. They sang 2 rounds - once in the garden, and once in the hall.
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