Kids, anyone?
I got an insight of how my life will be when I have kids. Hands on.
Wow, really? Yeap!
My uncle left his two kid daughters at home for us to take care of coz’ the mum is in KL, marking the SPM papers. They gonna be here for the next 13 days, from morning till late evening.
Oh sorry, did I say for ‘us’ to take care of? That actually means for me to take care of since I’m the only one jobless at home. Yup, I got promoted, from unpaid house maid to baby sitter. Hey, I’m not complaining, really! They are adorable kids, extremely cute. One is 6 years, the other about 3 years who talks like Donald Duck!
Okay, I got no problem of taking care of kids. I have baby-‘sitted’ for free since I was in form 3. Feeding them? No problem. Bathing them? No problem. Putting them to sleep? No problem. Cleaning up the mess? No problem.
Then what’s the problem?
How would you feel if you are placed with two highly inquisitive, noisy, over active kids? A nightmare!
Noise pollution? Okay, acceptable for the first 3 hours, the laughter, the shrieking, the baby talk, yeah..how cute; but if it lasts throughout the day; it’s like being hit by a thunderstorm.
Computers? Yeah, every time I switch on the computer, they faithfully come and stand behind me, as if I’m opening the gates to unleash a gigantic dinosaur. They peer into the monitor, read out aloud everything that can be seen and whatever that I type plus bug me with questions like,
“what you doing, akka?”
“Why this camel got lights, akka?” (my wallpaper is a camel, adorned with lights, with the some wordings on top)
“Be a bright spot in the city” (Insisted on reading the wordings on the wallpaper)
I went over to connect the Internet cable to the phone port.
“Why you connecting to the phone, akka? Who you calling from the computer?”
“why got dot dot all, akka?” (That’s when I type the password)
“why you typing so fast, akka?”
“see, this fella, akka; jumping jumping only” (referring to MS Word, office assistant) WARNING: whoever reading this, don’t ever think of saying , ahh…soooooo cute!
Mum said switch on the TV, then they won’t disturb you. Yeah right! My bad luck, it was National Geographic and I was bombarded with tones of questions..
“Akka, you taller than an elephant ah?”
“NO!”
“Next year, you will grow grow and become taller than elephant, right?
“NO”
(A moment of silence)
A hyppo’s image is flashed on screen.
“Akka, you taller than hyppo ah?”
“No!”
“Akka, why the hyppo fighting?”
“Simply lar, just like how you and your baby sister fight for the dolls”
A faint smile. Answer accepted. A moment of silence..A rhinoceros prances onto the screen.
“Akka, this one baby rhinoceros or father rhinoceros?”
“Father”
“Then why the horn so small?”
“Then, it’s baby rhinoceros”
I changed channel. A loud shriek.
“I wanna watch rhinoceros!!!!”
“Ok, ok!”
Ok, you can say I’m exaggerating. Fine! Agreed if I had nothing else to do at home, but I got an interview with a written test the day after tomorrow and my mind is pretty much occupied, preparing for it.
Sigh! Kids nowadays are not like us when we were small. Given a bottle of milk, we gurgle in contentment.
The thing is kids are never afraid of me. Today, the three year old was making so much of noise so I said Shhh!! and what did I get for a reply? “Hey naughty girl, you keep quiet!”
I am beginning to wonder if I should have kids when I’m married. I don’t mind the physical chores but answering their never ending questions? That drives me nuts! But then again, it’s so rewarding when they come and hug and kiss me, with their innocent love. (Stop being so sentimental, girl!)
Well, I’ll look at the brighter side. At least now I know what to answer if my interviewer asks me this question…
“What’s your weakness?”
“Kids are more frightened of a snail than of me”
Wow, really? Yeap!
My uncle left his two kid daughters at home for us to take care of coz’ the mum is in KL, marking the SPM papers. They gonna be here for the next 13 days, from morning till late evening.
Oh sorry, did I say for ‘us’ to take care of? That actually means for me to take care of since I’m the only one jobless at home. Yup, I got promoted, from unpaid house maid to baby sitter. Hey, I’m not complaining, really! They are adorable kids, extremely cute. One is 6 years, the other about 3 years who talks like Donald Duck!
Okay, I got no problem of taking care of kids. I have baby-‘sitted’ for free since I was in form 3. Feeding them? No problem. Bathing them? No problem. Putting them to sleep? No problem. Cleaning up the mess? No problem.
Then what’s the problem?
How would you feel if you are placed with two highly inquisitive, noisy, over active kids? A nightmare!
Noise pollution? Okay, acceptable for the first 3 hours, the laughter, the shrieking, the baby talk, yeah..how cute; but if it lasts throughout the day; it’s like being hit by a thunderstorm.
Computers? Yeah, every time I switch on the computer, they faithfully come and stand behind me, as if I’m opening the gates to unleash a gigantic dinosaur. They peer into the monitor, read out aloud everything that can be seen and whatever that I type plus bug me with questions like,
“what you doing, akka?”
“Why this camel got lights, akka?” (my wallpaper is a camel, adorned with lights, with the some wordings on top)
“Be a bright spot in the city” (Insisted on reading the wordings on the wallpaper)
I went over to connect the Internet cable to the phone port.
“Why you connecting to the phone, akka? Who you calling from the computer?”
“why got dot dot all, akka?” (That’s when I type the password)
“why you typing so fast, akka?”
“see, this fella, akka; jumping jumping only” (referring to MS Word, office assistant) WARNING: whoever reading this, don’t ever think of saying , ahh…soooooo cute!
Mum said switch on the TV, then they won’t disturb you. Yeah right! My bad luck, it was National Geographic and I was bombarded with tones of questions..
“Akka, you taller than an elephant ah?”
“NO!”
“Next year, you will grow grow and become taller than elephant, right?
“NO”
(A moment of silence)
A hyppo’s image is flashed on screen.
“Akka, you taller than hyppo ah?”
“No!”
“Akka, why the hyppo fighting?”
“Simply lar, just like how you and your baby sister fight for the dolls”
A faint smile. Answer accepted. A moment of silence..A rhinoceros prances onto the screen.
“Akka, this one baby rhinoceros or father rhinoceros?”
“Father”
“Then why the horn so small?”
“Then, it’s baby rhinoceros”
I changed channel. A loud shriek.
“I wanna watch rhinoceros!!!!”
“Ok, ok!”
Ok, you can say I’m exaggerating. Fine! Agreed if I had nothing else to do at home, but I got an interview with a written test the day after tomorrow and my mind is pretty much occupied, preparing for it.
Sigh! Kids nowadays are not like us when we were small. Given a bottle of milk, we gurgle in contentment.
The thing is kids are never afraid of me. Today, the three year old was making so much of noise so I said Shhh!! and what did I get for a reply? “Hey naughty girl, you keep quiet!”
I am beginning to wonder if I should have kids when I’m married. I don’t mind the physical chores but answering their never ending questions? That drives me nuts! But then again, it’s so rewarding when they come and hug and kiss me, with their innocent love. (Stop being so sentimental, girl!)
Well, I’ll look at the brighter side. At least now I know what to answer if my interviewer asks me this question…
“What’s your weakness?”
“Kids are more frightened of a snail than of me”
posted by BluePixie @ 3:16 PM
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