Friday
My mom and dad planned to go to SP. We decided to tag along as it’ll give Nadiah a chance to go swimming at The Club. So right after Friday prayers, we were on our way.
Nadiah’s first time as the swimming pool was when she was about a year old. She screamed her lungs out the whole time and refused to let go of Baba. It was such a distressing time for Shukri and me especially when she peed all over Baba. The funny thing was she loved water and still does. She enjoys a good long bath in the bathroom and would get really excited when she sees a basin full of water. It must have been the size of the pool and all that water that was freaking her out.
So for the longest time we had never taken her to anywhere near a swimming pool. One time cousin Amir wanted to go swimming and we were all there at The Club and tentatively re-introduced her to the world of swimming pool and she screamed her lungs out again. But not from refusing to get into the pool this time. She screamed because we wouldn’t let her. We didn’t bring any swimming gear with us and wasn’t ready to trust anyone with her in the water.
The next day we were back and all ready for a day at the pool and Nadiah took to water like… well.. fish took to water. It’s been a few years now but each time she would only stay in the kiddy pool, not venturing to the other pools however we coerced her. Part of it was because she was scared, I think, and another part was because kids like her loves routine and hates changes.
But that particular Friday, she got out of the kiddy pool and tried her feet in the other two pools. She had her arm floats on so I wasn’t worried that she would go under. Anyway, Shukri and me were there all the time to grab her should anything happens and the water only came to her chest.
At first she would jump into the bigger pool for a second and climb out again. Then the second became two then five, then a minute and eventually she stayed in for more than 10 minutes. At first hanging on to the sides and slowly kicking away towards the middle doing a beginner’s backstroke. I was so proud of her. She was gaining so much self-confidence that she was venturing forth on her own.
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Saturday
On Saturday, Chik, Kak Yam and me decided to look around the Hari Penyayang festival hosted by the Yayasan Sultanah Bahiyah and held around the vicinity of the Stadium Darulaman. It’s an annual event which we usually get free coupons and it wasn’t to be missed.
There was so many things going on at the event: food stalls where you can get kuih cara daging sultan (the actual recipe made by the same lady who serves the Sultan) and many more mouthwatering delicacies you can feast on. The were exhibitions, auctions, extreme games compertition, Larian Bendang marathon, a mini concert featuring Awie, Farah and Adam AF and many, many more going on.
As I was browsing around the exhibition stalls, the end of my eye caught the word NASOM (National Autistic Society Of Malaysia). I made a bee line for the booth and asked the guy handing out pamphlets if there was a NASOM center in Kedah. I was told that there is one newly opened in Tmn Muhibah. Great!! More Qs&As and I found out that the center seems to have quite a facility and have links with therapists at the GH. When the guy introduced his wife, who is running the center, it turned out to be my old school mate from primary school. What a small world. I was urged to come and have a look at the center anytime and left the booth with a smile on my lips. I can’t wait to check it out.
One round along the food stalls and coupon-less later, we drove back home with the car boot full of nasi tomato, ayam golek, beef rendang, cheese cakes, muffins for Nadiah, tapai, coconut jelly and dried spices and instant noodles and bottles of chili sauce and ketchup. It was coupons well spent indeed.
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Sunday
Sunday is a school day for Nadiah. After sending her to school Shukri and I decided to lepak at City Plaza until it was time to fetch Nadiah. As usual when we get there, Shukri went off to the basement to check out his computer stuff and I went straight to the bookstore. Got myself some books to read as well as adding them to the online bookstore.
I bought:
After paying for all the books, I made my way to Secret Recipe to wait for Shukri for our ‘date’. We seldom get to spent time just the two of us so 2 hours, three times a week are all we have when Nadiah is in school.
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Monday
It was 7 am and Nadiah was already up. As much as I try to linger in bed, I eventually had to get up and bathe and clothed her and get breakfast. Nadiah seldom eat breakfast because she’s usually up late and goes straight to lunch.
Since she was up early, I decided to take her along to check out the autistic center. I had the address on hand but didn’t know the exact location of the house. After 15 minutes of driving around, we finally found the right one. It wasn’t far at all from the turning into the taman, and which I completely missed earlier.
I was all set to unlock the door and get down from the car when disaster struck. Disaster in the form of loose vcds. You see, Nadiah takes around an inch thick of loose vcds everywhere she goes. And these vcds has a particular arrangement: Elmo’s World MUST simply be at the bottom. Then comes all the other Elmos, then The Books Of Pooh and something, something else and lastly Sesame Street’s Zoe’s Dance Class must be on the top. No one, and I mean NO ONE can rearrange the vcds or there will be trouble.
Anyway, when I stopped the car, Nadiah’s vcds went flying down to the floor. I tried helping her pick them up even though I knew that I absolutely CANNOT touch the vcds because of her particular way of arranging. She started to bawl when she realized one was missing. I didn’t though. I thought they were all there and no matter how many unflattering bent with my butt sticking out of the door and looking under the driver’s seat could unearth the blasted thing. I tried telling her there was nothing under the seat but she didn’t believe me. What do I know? I’m just the mother.
In the end I got behind the wheels and drove back home with Nadiah still wailing in the back. Back at the house, as I was getting out of the car, there it was, stuck to the side of the seat. Not under, but on the side. The second I handed her the vcd, Nadiah stopped her wailing altogether and gave me a bright big smile and hopped out of the car.
Hmmmph…!!
My mom and dad planned to go to SP. We decided to tag along as it’ll give Nadiah a chance to go swimming at The Club. So right after Friday prayers, we were on our way.
Nadiah’s first time as the swimming pool was when she was about a year old. She screamed her lungs out the whole time and refused to let go of Baba. It was such a distressing time for Shukri and me especially when she peed all over Baba. The funny thing was she loved water and still does. She enjoys a good long bath in the bathroom and would get really excited when she sees a basin full of water. It must have been the size of the pool and all that water that was freaking her out.
So for the longest time we had never taken her to anywhere near a swimming pool. One time cousin Amir wanted to go swimming and we were all there at The Club and tentatively re-introduced her to the world of swimming pool and she screamed her lungs out again. But not from refusing to get into the pool this time. She screamed because we wouldn’t let her. We didn’t bring any swimming gear with us and wasn’t ready to trust anyone with her in the water.
The next day we were back and all ready for a day at the pool and Nadiah took to water like… well.. fish took to water. It’s been a few years now but each time she would only stay in the kiddy pool, not venturing to the other pools however we coerced her. Part of it was because she was scared, I think, and another part was because kids like her loves routine and hates changes.
But that particular Friday, she got out of the kiddy pool and tried her feet in the other two pools. She had her arm floats on so I wasn’t worried that she would go under. Anyway, Shukri and me were there all the time to grab her should anything happens and the water only came to her chest.
At first she would jump into the bigger pool for a second and climb out again. Then the second became two then five, then a minute and eventually she stayed in for more than 10 minutes. At first hanging on to the sides and slowly kicking away towards the middle doing a beginner’s backstroke. I was so proud of her. She was gaining so much self-confidence that she was venturing forth on her own.*********************************************
Saturday
On Saturday, Chik, Kak Yam and me decided to look around the Hari Penyayang festival hosted by the Yayasan Sultanah Bahiyah and held around the vicinity of the Stadium Darulaman. It’s an annual event which we usually get free coupons and it wasn’t to be missed.
There was so many things going on at the event: food stalls where you can get kuih cara daging sultan (the actual recipe made by the same lady who serves the Sultan) and many more mouthwatering delicacies you can feast on. The were exhibitions, auctions, extreme games compertition, Larian Bendang marathon, a mini concert featuring Awie, Farah and Adam AF and many, many more going on.
As I was browsing around the exhibition stalls, the end of my eye caught the word NASOM (National Autistic Society Of Malaysia). I made a bee line for the booth and asked the guy handing out pamphlets if there was a NASOM center in Kedah. I was told that there is one newly opened in Tmn Muhibah. Great!! More Qs&As and I found out that the center seems to have quite a facility and have links with therapists at the GH. When the guy introduced his wife, who is running the center, it turned out to be my old school mate from primary school. What a small world. I was urged to come and have a look at the center anytime and left the booth with a smile on my lips. I can’t wait to check it out.
One round along the food stalls and coupon-less later, we drove back home with the car boot full of nasi tomato, ayam golek, beef rendang, cheese cakes, muffins for Nadiah, tapai, coconut jelly and dried spices and instant noodles and bottles of chili sauce and ketchup. It was coupons well spent indeed.
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Sunday
Sunday is a school day for Nadiah. After sending her to school Shukri and I decided to lepak at City Plaza until it was time to fetch Nadiah. As usual when we get there, Shukri went off to the basement to check out his computer stuff and I went straight to the bookstore. Got myself some books to read as well as adding them to the online bookstore.
I bought:
- As I Was Passing by Adibah Amin
- As I Was Passing II by Adibah Amin
- Confessions of An Old Boy: The Dato’ Hamid Adventures by Kam Raslan
- The Shadow In The Wind by Carlos Ruiz Fazon
- Jonathan Strange & Mr Norrell by Susanna Clarke
- The Dubutante Divorcee by Plum Sykes
- Fikah Harian by Dato’ Haron Din
After paying for all the books, I made my way to Secret Recipe to wait for Shukri for our ‘date’. We seldom get to spent time just the two of us so 2 hours, three times a week are all we have when Nadiah is in school.
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Monday
It was 7 am and Nadiah was already up. As much as I try to linger in bed, I eventually had to get up and bathe and clothed her and get breakfast. Nadiah seldom eat breakfast because she’s usually up late and goes straight to lunch.
Since she was up early, I decided to take her along to check out the autistic center. I had the address on hand but didn’t know the exact location of the house. After 15 minutes of driving around, we finally found the right one. It wasn’t far at all from the turning into the taman, and which I completely missed earlier.
I was all set to unlock the door and get down from the car when disaster struck. Disaster in the form of loose vcds. You see, Nadiah takes around an inch thick of loose vcds everywhere she goes. And these vcds has a particular arrangement: Elmo’s World MUST simply be at the bottom. Then comes all the other Elmos, then The Books Of Pooh and something, something else and lastly Sesame Street’s Zoe’s Dance Class must be on the top. No one, and I mean NO ONE can rearrange the vcds or there will be trouble.
Anyway, when I stopped the car, Nadiah’s vcds went flying down to the floor. I tried helping her pick them up even though I knew that I absolutely CANNOT touch the vcds because of her particular way of arranging. She started to bawl when she realized one was missing. I didn’t though. I thought they were all there and no matter how many unflattering bent with my butt sticking out of the door and looking under the driver’s seat could unearth the blasted thing. I tried telling her there was nothing under the seat but she didn’t believe me. What do I know? I’m just the mother.
In the end I got behind the wheels and drove back home with Nadiah still wailing in the back. Back at the house, as I was getting out of the car, there it was, stuck to the side of the seat. Not under, but on the side. The second I handed her the vcd, Nadiah stopped her wailing altogether and gave me a bright big smile and hopped out of the car.
Hmmmph…!!
2 comments:
wah..busy weekends nampak.
ha'ah... macam2 ada...
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