Thursday, December 22, 2016
 

Cerita-ceriti :

Nak gie antar Abang Adam and Adik Aisyah to Ibu Nur. Turun tangga, Asyraf tunjuk kat menda hitam atas lantai.

Asyraf : Ape tuh? Itam tuh?
Ibu : (Sambil pegi dekat) Eh, lipas aaa.
Lipas : (Gerak2 kaki)
Asyraf : (Lompat ke tepi) Heh, idup lagi laaaa...
Ibu : Ha ah, idup lagi.
Asyraf : Papa lipas ke nih?
Ibu : Jap, dah lama tak ingat dah. (Sambil tengok dekat2 lipas tuh). Nih mama lipas ke papa lipas yer? Tengok cam narrow aje. Papa lipas rasanyer nih.
Asyraf : Ooo, nih Papa lipas lah. Kalau Mama lipas, dia pakai riben.
Ibu and Lipas : Uh?
Asyraf : Riben Lipas kat kepala. :)



 


Wednesday, December 21, 2016
 

Cerita-ceriti :

Nak tido...dah lambat benar, so ibu resorted to threats nak suh tido.
Ibu : Tido la. Dah kul 11 lebih dah ni. Esok ibu nak suh bangun, semua tak leh bangun. Kang ibu letak kat luar ngan cat kang. Tido ngan cat.
Asyraf : (dah baring tapi still main2 lagi, nyanyi2 lagi)
Adam : (lompat2)
Ibu : Tido laaa...hah, ibu suh bangun esok, kalau tak bangun, siap la korang...ibu babap muntot ngan rotan.
Ayah : Hah. Tido...kalau tak bangun esok, ayah amik jirus ngan satu bandi air, bukan renjis dah...
Asyraf : .....(ngan suara kecik).....satu aje ke ayah?


 


Thursday, December 15, 2016
 



Ibu dah cuak bila tengok soklan bebudak darjah 1, KBAT tuh. Panik pun ada gaks. So, ibu pun try la nak start melatih anak supaya berfikir secara kritikal.

Cerita 1.
Dah malam, nak tido. Ibu teringat soklan yang tanya tersurat and tersirat tuh. So come up with a brilliant idea lah kunun.
Ibu : Cepat2 tido, ibu nak bercerita.
Bebudak : Cepat2...(naik atas katil)
Ibu : Ok, ibu nak cerita Gajah dan Tikus.
Adam : Harimau ngan Ikus.
Asyraf : Gajah ke Harimau?
Ibu : Gajah la...ngan Tikus.
Adam : Harimau!
Ibu : Nak ibu jadik Harimau? Cepat tido and dengar. Ok, citer dia cenggini. Pada satu hari, Tikus tengah jalan2 dalam hutan. Tetiba dia dengar bunyi...Dum...Dam..Dum...Dam, bergegar tanah.
Asyraf : Oh, tuh bunyi gajah jalan.
Ibu : (La, pandai la pulak)...ok, then tetiba Tikus tengok atas, nampak Gajah tengah berjalan....tetiba, zraaapppp...Tikus kena pijak.
Adam : Penyet!!
Ibu : Ha ah. Matilah Tikus. Bagi Tikus apa pengajaran tersurat dia?
Asyraf and Adam : ....................(blank)
Ibu : Pengajaran Tersurat bagi Tikus, sentiasa kena berhati2 bila berjalan. Dia kecik, kena tengok keliling, nanti kena pijak. Bagi Gajah pula?
Adam : Gajah jalan cam nih.....(sambil lompat2)
Asyraf : Bukaaan...cam nih....(lompat2 gaks)
Ibu : Gajah bila jalan kena tengok bawah, nanti terpijak kawan2 dia. Maksud tersirat?? Ibu pun tatau daaaaaa.....huhuhu...


Cerita 2.
Kunun nak mengajar lagi...Asyraf selalu minta Gunpla, so ......
Asyraf : Nanti ibu beli la Gunpla, Asyraf dah nak 10 years old dah
Ibu : Jauh lagi daaaaaa.
Asyraf : Nanti lepas 9, kan 10.
Ibu : Asyraf kan baru 5, lepas 5, 6, 7, 8, 9 baru 10.
Asyraf : .....(muncong)
Ibu : Ok, ibu nak tanya soalan. Ada seorang budak, 5 years old, dia nak Gunpla satu. Jadi, ada berapa Gunpla yang dia patut ada?
Asyraf : (ngan suara kecik) dua.
Ibu : ....(pandai masuk ke dia)....Salah! Jawapannya adalah....Tiada. Sebab mama dia cakap umur 10 tahun baru leh dapat Gunpla. Hahahaha!
Asyraf : Ibu gelak cam orang jahat laaa...


 


Thursday, December 08, 2016
 

Cerita-ceriti :

Ibu cuti sehari....buat la list menda apa nak buat. Sekajang gaks la. By tengahari, terpaksa terima kenyataan, tak leh buat semua. Ape idoknyer, kat pasar aje dah sejam lebih. Pusing 3 kali, ikan tak beli lagi. Huhuhu....

Tengahari, since dah terima kenyataan list dah ke laut, gie la memusing amik the boys. Nak beli briefs. Tgh pujuk Adam supaya tinggalkan pampers dia.

Dah sampai Jusco kan, lari la diorg nak g main kat tpt mainan nyer. Ibu set time, sbb nak mengejar byk lagi activities...set aje la kan. Memang selalu ke laut gaks...

Diorang berlari main tembak la, main ball la, naik motosikal la, bla bla bla.

Tapi ada satu mainan yang sampai ke malam diorang sebut...

Asyraf : Bestkan ibu kita main, pandai kan Asyraf tembak Spider?
Adam : Best! Shyum....shyum...kena katak.

Kenapa dalam banyak2 mainan yang diorang mainan, satu tuh aje yang diorang ingat?

Sebab that is the only mainan yang ibu participate.

Ibu masuk sekali duk dalam lori and bising bersama2. Kecoh semenggah sekali. Puji dorang pandai tembak. Menjerit2 minta tolong bila Spiders and Katak menyerang. (Pedulikan orang tengok sampai berkerut dahi).

And that is THE ONLY ONE game yang diorang ingat sampai ke malam.

Ini pengajaran kepadaku....it is not the effort yang daku buat yang akan diingati, it is the PARTICIPATION. Play with the kids, BE THERE for the kids (instead of bawak anak2 and then asik tengok handphone kan). Bebudak tuh akan ingat moments yang kita spend ngan diorang...tak kisah la walaupun nampak silly and remeh aje. Tapi tak silly dan remeh bagi diorang.


So, less playing with handphone...more PARTICIPATE playing/engage with the kids yer.

:)


ps : Ibu dah makin besar, that is the only booth yang ibu lepas masuk. huhuhuhu....
 












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