Sunday. Yes it is a day of rest! right?. Well it is Yes or No. Anyway it is one of those day that we look forward. It is suppose to be the day that we do not have to wake up early and follow the daily ritual. It is suppose to be your day, my day and everyone day of rest or whatever you want to call it. In those days when our children was growing up we would take them out to the parks or for lunch or dinner together and came home dead tired. Well it is supposed to be our day of rest, so what happened!!. Anyway it was fun to have those kids around you but now we are in our golden age and now back to square one, the just two of us now. The kids are no more kids now. Our eldest daughter have their own kids now and going around with the ritual that we once did and enjoyed. Well, live goes on and here we are enjoying life in our golden age. Home alone, not really alone. I have my spouse around. The kids are living on their own now and lives goes on. And than...
Now some Sunday the grandchildren came over, they say they are 'balik kampong' although they live about two kilometer away, our house, their nenek and atuk's house is their kampong and they love to come over and make a mess of everything. The elders would help nenek to cook and the one still small kids would do whatever they like, playing with toys at one time, laughing at another time and then cry after quarrelling with their sister or brother. Another one would take over the computer and got lost in cyberspace. Then the younger one, the below seven years want to go to cyberspace as well. They are savvy on computer as well, taking to the computer like ducks to the water. But at time when they got stuck somewhere in cyberspace, they would shout to their elder brother or sister to help. When they did not get instant attention would cry and cry and cry until the grandma come over. And now grandma is somewhat became literate in computer. For a while there were peace in the house but usually it would not last long. One would start telephoning the Mom or Dad and complain of this and that, the other would be just happy that their parents are not around in the house. Azib the youngest would tell his parent not to come and take them until he call, and normally he would not call . When their Mon and Dad came to fetch them usually at midnight, they would left us with the mess. Anyway it was really fun having them around.
With them gone back to their house, nenek's house is in silence mode again. Happily we put the house in order again and continue with our lives until they attack the house again whenever they want to balik kampong. Have a nice day.
Now some Sunday the grandchildren came over, they say they are 'balik kampong' although they live about two kilometer away, our house, their nenek and atuk's house is their kampong and they love to come over and make a mess of everything. The elders would help nenek to cook and the one still small kids would do whatever they like, playing with toys at one time, laughing at another time and then cry after quarrelling with their sister or brother. Another one would take over the computer and got lost in cyberspace. Then the younger one, the below seven years want to go to cyberspace as well. They are savvy on computer as well, taking to the computer like ducks to the water. But at time when they got stuck somewhere in cyberspace, they would shout to their elder brother or sister to help. When they did not get instant attention would cry and cry and cry until the grandma come over. And now grandma is somewhat became literate in computer. For a while there were peace in the house but usually it would not last long. One would start telephoning the Mom or Dad and complain of this and that, the other would be just happy that their parents are not around in the house. Azib the youngest would tell his parent not to come and take them until he call, and normally he would not call . When their Mon and Dad came to fetch them usually at midnight, they would left us with the mess. Anyway it was really fun having them around.
With them gone back to their house, nenek's house is in silence mode again. Happily we put the house in order again and continue with our lives until they attack the house again whenever they want to balik kampong. Have a nice day.
10 comments:
Pak Idrus,
This is your luxury as well as Mak Cik to indulge in the little ones.
Nothing is like having grandparents to make the childhood complete. Parents tend to be more strict and anxious about how their children will turn out.
But, with grandparents, the children can afford to be children and get away with it. All this is part of the child's emotional foundation.
Puji Tuhan for all the grandparents in the world.
Salam Pak Idrus
Had a long leisure lunch with Mak and two of my aunts, who during the weekdays become nannies to their grandchildren. Throughout the lunch in Bangsar, they swapped stories about their grandchildren.
They cannot say no to their children with regards to the grandchildren.
Its the "kasihan" culture that make them do it.
"Hendak buat macam mana? Kasihan pada budak-budak (the grandchildren) tu," said one aunt.
Mak complains when the children are at house. She also complains when they are not around. So how?
Have a good week ahead.
hi@lo, fauziah...Thanks for the visit and the interesting comments. I believe these are the bonus that we get at this age. And this could very well be right....A sticker at our fridge with this wording " God couldn't be everywhere, so He made Grandmas " And fauziah nak buat macam mana, that is the way it goes..Everyone are happy. Have a nice day.
Pak Idrus, I envy you. My three grandsons (range: 12, 5, and 2) are in the Bahamas. Although we Skype almost every Sunday it is not the same as messing around them. Enjoy your sundays....after a while they will not have time for us...unless it becomes a must to balik kampung every sunday.
Pak Idrus,
I really love, "God couldn't be everywhere, so He made Grandmas." But it should also add "Grandpas" as well.
You and Mak Cik have a nice day, too.
zorro, thanks for the visit and the interesting comment on grand-parenting and your grandchildren. Well surely absent makes the hearts grow fonder. Great meeting you that day. Well the grandchildren are indeed special. It is always fun with them around but then that is life. Have a nice day and take care.
hi@lo, thanks for the visit and comment. Well the Pak Cik tumpang samalah, The Mak Cik is always one up. That is what life is all about. Have a nice day & take care
Pak Idrus,
National Union of Journalists is fighting for bloggers to be recognised. This is good news because small voices can be heard. (My two sen worth at Nuraina Samad.)
We are all stakeholders.
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Thanks for you work and have a good day
david santos thanks for the visit and the kind words. Have a nice day.
hi&lo, Great to know that the NUJ is on our side. The government should treat blogger as assets rather then liabilities. Have a nice day.
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