Yes, I know it's been days since Mother's Day, but I've been busy with beading and hardly had anytime to write about the party. So what do you think happened? Did we have a good time? Did we win any prizes?
OK, so here's the story.
After the survey that I posted on which dish to take with us as our contribution, I finally decided to go with the custard cocktail pudding. Why? Because it's the only one I could serve in a little disposable plastic containers so that I wouldn't have to bring back any breakable dish back with me. (Sorry for those who voted for apple crumble... I personally would have chosen that as well).
So the night before the party me and mom decided to make the pudding earlier so that the next day we wouldn't have to make it early in the morning. All this while mom has always been the one to stand at the stove stiring the custard until it's done. But that night she asked me to do it because she wanted to watch the AF concert. Let me tell you, it was so darn tiring. I thought my arms were going to come off but instead I developed more muscles... hehehee!!
So here's the finished product.... ta da!!!
(Wait a minute! I can't seem to find the picture. I am sure I took it but it's not showing up in the camera. So sorry, no picture of the puds.)
On Sunday at 2 o'clock we arrived at Nadiah's school all set with the 60 cute little pudding containers. Everyone was ushered into the school hall. But even from the car park we could hear loud voices over the speaker. And Nadiah knowing Nadiah, she stated to slow down her steps and refusing to go into the hall. Instead she ran away to the swing sets. Her teacher came out to coaxed her but to no avail. So we asked for a little time for her to settle down and will proceed to the hall when she's feeling better.
After a while, we tried getting her to the hall but stopped short at the door. She sat on the steps and cried. And we sat right along with her and waited some more. Whichever teacher inside was conducting a game for the parents and children and she was shouting..... into the microphone. I don't understand why she needs the mic since the whole school could hear her. Nadiah wasn't the only child refusing to go in. There were few others as well. In the end her teacher offered to stay with her so that Shukri and I could join in with the other parents. We were reluctant but she insisted so we left Nadiah in her care.
When the activities were over and it was time to eat, we were the first ones out. No, not to the food table but to see if Nadiah was feeling better. She was playing choo-choo train with her teacher and another girl. She seemed fine but still wouldn't join the others even if it was only to eat. So I picked out some food and took it over to the playground. She only took a bite off some cake and went back to the swings.
It was so not the Mother's Day party that I had imagined. I thought it was going to be a day where we could all join in with the other parents and children and have such great fun. Instead when the teachers asked all mommies to stand on the stage with their children and be celebrated, I didn't feel at all like celebrating. When they had the children presenting prezzies to their mommies, my child was out there doing other things. I didn't have fun and couldn't wait to get off the stage. It felt like everybody was looking at me although I know it was just my imagination.
OK enough already with the pity talk. I don't normally get like this. It must be something in the air tonite. Anyway, after a little food and conversations with some other parents, we made our excuses. Nadiah seemed happier when she realised we were leaving. She actually waved goodbye to her teachers and there was a little skip to her walk.
And so that was how the party went. All in all the party was so-so. Food consisted of mainly store bought cakes and those others that was home cooked was sadly limited to us muslims. We only had a choice of baked macaroni, curry puffs and my pudding. Although everyone was reminded to bring only halal food, we dare not touch the others for fear of the cooking utensils used in making them.
Anyway, I know it's late but Happy (belated) Mother's Day to all fellow mommies out there. Hope you had a good one!!
OK, so here's the story.
After the survey that I posted on which dish to take with us as our contribution, I finally decided to go with the custard cocktail pudding. Why? Because it's the only one I could serve in a little disposable plastic containers so that I wouldn't have to bring back any breakable dish back with me. (Sorry for those who voted for apple crumble... I personally would have chosen that as well).
So the night before the party me and mom decided to make the pudding earlier so that the next day we wouldn't have to make it early in the morning. All this while mom has always been the one to stand at the stove stiring the custard until it's done. But that night she asked me to do it because she wanted to watch the AF concert. Let me tell you, it was so darn tiring. I thought my arms were going to come off but instead I developed more muscles... hehehee!!
So here's the finished product.... ta da!!!
(Wait a minute! I can't seem to find the picture. I am sure I took it but it's not showing up in the camera. So sorry, no picture of the puds.)
On Sunday at 2 o'clock we arrived at Nadiah's school all set with the 60 cute little pudding containers. Everyone was ushered into the school hall. But even from the car park we could hear loud voices over the speaker. And Nadiah knowing Nadiah, she stated to slow down her steps and refusing to go into the hall. Instead she ran away to the swing sets. Her teacher came out to coaxed her but to no avail. So we asked for a little time for her to settle down and will proceed to the hall when she's feeling better.
After a while, we tried getting her to the hall but stopped short at the door. She sat on the steps and cried. And we sat right along with her and waited some more. Whichever teacher inside was conducting a game for the parents and children and she was shouting..... into the microphone. I don't understand why she needs the mic since the whole school could hear her. Nadiah wasn't the only child refusing to go in. There were few others as well. In the end her teacher offered to stay with her so that Shukri and I could join in with the other parents. We were reluctant but she insisted so we left Nadiah in her care.
When the activities were over and it was time to eat, we were the first ones out. No, not to the food table but to see if Nadiah was feeling better. She was playing choo-choo train with her teacher and another girl. She seemed fine but still wouldn't join the others even if it was only to eat. So I picked out some food and took it over to the playground. She only took a bite off some cake and went back to the swings.
It was so not the Mother's Day party that I had imagined. I thought it was going to be a day where we could all join in with the other parents and children and have such great fun. Instead when the teachers asked all mommies to stand on the stage with their children and be celebrated, I didn't feel at all like celebrating. When they had the children presenting prezzies to their mommies, my child was out there doing other things. I didn't have fun and couldn't wait to get off the stage. It felt like everybody was looking at me although I know it was just my imagination.
OK enough already with the pity talk. I don't normally get like this. It must be something in the air tonite. Anyway, after a little food and conversations with some other parents, we made our excuses. Nadiah seemed happier when she realised we were leaving. She actually waved goodbye to her teachers and there was a little skip to her walk.
And so that was how the party went. All in all the party was so-so. Food consisted of mainly store bought cakes and those others that was home cooked was sadly limited to us muslims. We only had a choice of baked macaroni, curry puffs and my pudding. Although everyone was reminded to bring only halal food, we dare not touch the others for fear of the cooking utensils used in making them.
Anyway, I know it's late but Happy (belated) Mother's Day to all fellow mommies out there. Hope you had a good one!!
6 comments:
Selamat Hari Ibu...
I totally get you Yatie...I know sometimes I wish I don't have the pity feeling but.....
heh..today is my berkabung day..:(
hehehee... slamat tinggal putera raja!!
Happy mommy's day (albeit a bit late ahhh)Eh, I have bought Nadiah's pressie tapi tak pi post office lagi....tunggu no...
Alah... auntie anis ni susah2 saja.
I might be going to KL cuti skolah ni so why don't you hang on to it and we meet up when I'm there. Assuming you r back in KL laa...
yatie & nadiah,
when is cuti sekolah? well i am back in kl now!! maybe could meet up. no? dengan cs sekali perhaps...
Friday is officially the last day but for Nadiah Tuesday is her last. Hopefully I'll be able to go down right after... Apa2 pun, I'll give you a call, and cs too!!
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