Parents Volunteer

I brought Julian along for the last day of PV!
Grumpy Julian

Before I had kids and see parents volunteering in schools or hugging each others and cry on TV when their kids are chosen for the schools, my comment is - KIASU!

Now - MY TURN! and I no longer call it KIASU but call it's the SINGAPORE SYSTEM. In fact I was even late for Parents Volunteering (PV) cos those popular schools oredi call for PV when your kids are 4 years old! And if you study through all the past year result for registration, you realised almost all schools are over subscribed under phase 2C and need balloting. So in order to "upgrade" my chance to phase 2B I started calling... then I realised some schools have closed their PV registration. Even if you managed to put in your form, you still need to be "CHOSEN"! Damn it!

So for the sake of my Princes' future - the Queen has to lower herself to PV! I was quite lucky, the school needs librarians to sort out their books intensively so I managed to clock my 40 hours in less than 2 weeks. BUT that does not mean I am GUARANTEED a seat for Julian cos there is a clause in the form that says it might still subject to balloting if phase 2B is over subscribed!

Now I can only pray hard!

Happy Father's Day

My Dad and his Rojak Business
My Parents, Grandma and ME!

It has been such a looooong time I haven't been blogging. Many changes have since taken place and that really kept me so busssssssssssssy for so long. Now I can only rely on my memory to blog.

It's Fathers' Day! So I shall start off with my DAD! My Dad passed away in a Motor skidding incident when he was only 38! I never get to say goodbye and so it has been an unfinished business for me.

My dad was an illiterate so forget about him being able to help me with my school works but the lessons he had given me benefitted me a whole life time. He was a strict father who believe in canning and it was a one for all and all for one thing. Nevertheless, I was the naughtiest so I always got my poor sister into trouble as well. I used to hate this! But now that I am a mother with 2 kids, I realised I am passing these sets of values and belief to my kids. My dad worked very hard because he was the only breadwinner but he would make sure that every Sunday, he would accompany the family out for breakfast and do marketing together. He would take care of us and let my mom take her nap, we always have meals together whenever we could (therefore I was quite shock when my husband prefers to eat with the TV). Though he was an illiterate, he always tell me he would rob the bank to send me to university cos he believe EDUCATION is way out of poverty!

However when I was a kid, I always think being fillial is a grown up job. Only when you grow up, you earn money then you can be fillial. This is a greatest regret in my life cos my dad never wait for me to be fillial to him. So for those who see the blog, if you dun have to search through photographs to recall all these sweet memories of your parents, then you may be luckier than me. Remember to tell them - I LOVE YOU!

Dad, I have promise you to be good and take care of the family well. I have tried my BEST so you can R.I.P. I have also fulfilled your dream of your children graduate with a Degree! but you never have a chance to ROB for me! Anyway I still love you! Happy Fathers' Day. See you in heaven!