OneLittle2

I will blog about Lyon first about her story in school, follow by Wien. I did not worry Wien at all since she is an independent girl; I know she can handle herself very well. But Lyon is totally opposite; she is very manja and attached to me.

As I blog earlier, I will be more “hard” hearted now and I have to learn how to LET GO instead of still treating her like small baby.

I am going to blog very detail about her, so that when she get older, she can read back and have a good laugh!

First day (05/01/09)

6.30am already wake her up coz worry she will lau-kai and refuse going to school.

While preparing her, she keeps pestering me to sit with her. I did not answer her but told her the school only accept kids but not adult.

No class on first day. After registration and paid for books and school fee, the students can go home already.

But throughout the session, she holds tight my hand.

During bed time, she told us she doesn’t want to go to school the next day.

Second day (06/01/09)

7.00 am wake her up. Not much crying but still give me some fuss.

Continue change her and send her to school.

8.00 am to 9.00am – she is ok and no cry. I thought she is ok and start lingering around the school area.

9.00 am onwards – she start calling me to enter the class and sit beside her. But I did not do so. Then her crying become louder and louder. I enter the class again (my fault) to soothe her, but she totally not allow me go out no matter how I persuade her. After that I told the teacher I want to go home already, request her to take care her. Her teacher talk to her and give her eraser to distract her attention. I just walk out from class and hide some where.

I peep her from outside where she cannot spot me, she still sobbing alone but did not cry loud. Poor girl, go to school so suffer meh? I can hear she keep telling the teacher that she want to look for mummy. Then after a while she ask what time to go home. This is funny part.

Lyon : What time go home?

Teacher : Today 10.00 am can go home

Lyon : Is it the short pin at 10, the long pin at 12, then I can go home?

Teacher : Yes. You are clever girl. You know how to read clock already! If you still cry, then I only allow you go home at 11.00am.

Lyon : I don’t want. ( mean she don’t want to go home at 11.00am)

After she knows she can go back at 10.00am, she stop crying and start follow teacher instruction.

10.00 am sharp, I stand at the main door and she saw me. Immediately she took her bag and run to me with big smiling face!

To encourage her to go school again, I bought her one lollipop.

So I know tomorrow I will do the same too. Just leave her after drop her in class.

7.00am - She refuse to wake up and claim that she still want to sleep. *Drama start…..*

She cry till vomiting!! *Big sigh*

Even she still cry, I continue to change her and send her to school too. she still cry loud while walk to class. Keep pestering to sit beside her. Told her I have to go see Jie Jie later, so she have to sit still in class with others students.

I bid bye-bye with her and let her teacher talk with her. Again, I peep her from outside. But today much better than yesterday, not much sobbing alone. However still can see her use handkerchief rub her eyes. After peep her for half an hour, make sure no more big cry, then I just drive back and come back again at 10.00am to check on her and Wien ( recess time too)

10.00 am – I wait for Wien at canteen. After she took her snack and I ask her to see Lyon a while but don’t tell her mummy is in school! Hahahaha….
After a while, Wien come back to me and told me that Lyon did not cry and she is writing in class. Good, that is what I want.

So I only go to fetch her after class dismiss at 11.15am.

In the car, she told me that she saw me lingering around school area. I am shock coz I thought she did not notice me at all.

Ok, from tomorrow onwards, my worry becomes lesser now. Just that I think she will still making fuss in the morning, just have to bear with it and give her some time.

Now I have to spare more time for her homework. Haiz….