Yesterday when I was in the train on my way home I heard a child that sounded like he was being tortured. i turned and couldn't see anyone with a child. Strange, but I turned back to the scenery outside the train. The sound continued until we reached Segambut station. That's when I saw a lady picking up a 2-3 year old from the seat and strapped him to her body.
The child was suffering from autism. I guess he must be around 5 years old since the mother spoken to him and he responded somewhat correctly in English. This is a Malay family quite obviously.
Through out the whole tantrum, the mother was smiling. She didn't scold him or punished him for not being able to understand her or convey his source of distress. She kept on asking him and she listed out all the possibility. Everyone watched the whole interraction with hostility at first before realising that he was a special child with special needs. Later, ppl watched them with approval.
What I saw was was a loving mother with a troubled child. And instead of getting frazzled by the whole thing, she was calm and indulgent. Instead of scolding him for crying, she questioned the source of the discomfort. I saluted her. Looking at her I thought, "This is what mothers suppose to do when they are faced with such problems. Ask and reason with them."
I do that with my nephews. First we ask then we reason. When all efforts fail and its obviously the child is being bratty, let him be bratty alone. I'm afraid that, I take the issue of dicipline very seriously with children. Somewhat ironic really. But it works and despite being the stern one, we adore each other. I lay the rules only when it's important and logical. So when their mom and grandparents throw up their hand and give up, I step in.
Which is not always good cause sometimes I get overwhelmed. That is when I wish for baby girls. 2 boys are more then a little handful. Plus I can't dress my brats(they are fondly known as that) in pretty skirts and dresses. A real minus when you have Raya and all.
Looking at the woman and her child made me realise a women's strength is not in her beauty or her softness but in her ability to love unconditionally. A gift that some of my male 'friends' mock and ridicule. They say that it is nosensical and annoying. I really pray they get what they deserve.
I adore my bestfriend's boyfriends. They are dependable and trustworthy. They are good men who respects a women and I find that attrective. How they look life is of no matter, because to my eye they are handsome. Because I look through the eye of love. There are bits and piece of them that makes them endearing. And when I see the way they treat my friends, I feel such joy. Because they represent a hope that civillity and kindness is not dead. There are real men out there that is nice. And my faith is restored.
I need to sleep or die tomorrow. GTG. Later!
Love,
Julie.
Today I had to attend a placement test in British Council. My boss decided that I should polish my Business English and thus the British Council comes into play. Yesterday, I reminded him that I had the exam today and therefore will be unavailable in the morning. I came to the office, checked all my official mails, sort out some stuff and panic a little. I am generally not exam oriented. All my teachers notice this and even if it's just some english test, I'd still worry.
At 10 a.m., my office phone rang, "Julie, we have a meeting with XYZ and he is here now." I put down the phone and the first thing I did was scolded the phone(he's the substitute for my boss for that short moment) for not remembering that I have an exam at 11 a.m. I had never been to the British Council in Ampang before.
So I ran upstairs and reminded my boss again. What happened? He says, "You leave at 10.30 a.m. la." So I ran again downstairs to get my trusted note book and joined the meeting. Thankfully, the meeting ended 5 minutes before 10.30 a.m. So again I had to run in my 2 1/2inch heels to get to BC. Luckily, the train arrived just when I got to the platform. I arrived at BC at 11 a.m. sharp.
Did the exam. And finally the ego speak comes out. "I can't believe that I made 2 freaking mistakes in the idiotic placement exams. I could have gotten the full score!!!" End of Ego. There, that's why I wrote the whole entry. Just so that ppl know that I am indeed egoistic and moronic at inappropriate times.
Called Fab's and he said, "Julie, that's like 95% in scores." What is wrong with me??? Vain and egoistic! That's the thing that bugs me for approximately 2 hours today. Am writing report now. Mwahahaha... Finally got over the whole thing. Sudahlah. I got to the top level anyway, what's my problem:P GTG, later!
Love,
Julie
Have you ever watched a kitten napping in the shades during a hot day? I remember running my fingers over their soft furs, finding comfort in their warm little bodies. The the kitten would open its eyes, stretch and curl back into a contented little ball of fur. I miss having cats around. With asthma, I don't think that I'd be keeping one soon. But still, purrs.....
I feel more that just a little sleepy today. Was up late last night. Now I wish for my cosy bed and my cool comforter. Imagine myself pulling the covers over my shoulder as I sink my head deeper into the pillow. Rubbing my face deeper into the pillow as oblivion beckons. Sleep.......
Oh, damm.. my boss just handed me a report that I printed out. When did that happened? The report was not even finished. I guess between the numbers that I'm trying to arrange and make sense and writing the report at the same time, I must have clicked the print button by accident. But I don't remember clicking the print button. At all. Was I sleep-working?? Again?? *Looks at very recently corrected formulas* Yeah, that's probably it.
Three minutes till work is over. Yey! Later!!
Love,
Julie
I've just started seriously studying for 2 nights. All those previous part time reading was exactly just that. Mild reading to get some facts into my brain. So that means that I've just started staying up for 2 days studying and my brains is already fried. I kid you not when I say that I am a sleep oriented person.
In campus, I'll be the first one to sleep at the slight feeling of sleepiness. I don't pull an all nighter because once I did it, the next day I was too confused to take the exam proper. That taught me never to force my brains to survive on minimal sleep. It backfires.
Today, I am feeling the effects of less then 5 hours of sleep. My body feels normal but my brains feels mildly..., fried. Especially when I thought that today was Wednesday. And I feel like cottons took over my brains. My eyeballs feels like it's going to pop out and roll on the floor. Plus, my forehead feels the gravity pull towards my desk.
I need to train myself to survive on less sleep nowdays. That's it! No more going out on weekends. I have 9 chapters to go and the exam is 1 month away. I have to pass this exam or else! Plus need to get a distinction too... Why did I wager over my exam results? Oh, yeah, money. That's why.
GTG, work calls and I am not very happy with the report I'm preparing either. I have an exam this Thursday and my deadline should be on Friday. Time, just runs away from you when you are not looking. Later ppl!
Love,
Julie
