You might not see it now but it will become visible as you venture deeper into life..

You might not see it now but it will become visible as you venture deeper into life..

Monday, March 13, 2017

THE PRETENDERS

       It was pretty obvious that they were all trying very hard to keep along. I did not blame them as I had been talking for almost one and a half hours and it seemed like they could not take it anymore. However, I just had to go on as that was the last two-hour meeting with them before their big exam. I knew I had to do something to keep them with me so I stopped teaching, clapped my hands loudly and said, " You guys are pretending, aren't you?  You are sleepy but somehow you still bear with me. Congratulations!! You guys are very good pretenders!!" 
       That somehow helped them to keep up just a little bit longer. But what do you know, a few minutes later, I began to feel tired and sleepy! The students could clearly see this as I had mistakenly said one thing when I actually meant another. Thus, I said sorry and I might have blushed as well.. Guess what, one of the students calmly said, " Madam, it' s ok to pretend.."

Thursday, March 9, 2017

She came back to the class looking confused. Noticing this, I stopped talking and asked," What' s wrong  girl ?" . "Madam, I had mistakenly gone into the boys' toilet," came the faint reply and sent us off laughing. My, my..
Later that day, I wrote something for her just to help clear her "confusion" and posted it in the class WhatsApp group.

So the story goes with you telling your grandchildren about your love story...
It happened a long time ago.. When I was doing my foundation course in KMPh. One day, I asked for an excuse to go to the rest room . I only knew that I was in the wrong room when I noticed the masculine odor !! As I was about to rush myself out, I bumped into a very charming, handsome looking boy. For a few seconds, our eyes locked. To describe things better, he is now your Grandfather. It was indeed love at first sight.. and the best part is;  it happened in the BOYS' TOILET.. The end.

SUDU

I loved to call my son with this manja name " sudu" (spoon). His name is of course a much better one. So there I was "spooning" him everyday until one day...
We were travelling home when I asked him, " So Sudu, if the teacher asks for your name, what should you say?
I prompted him by saying,
" Muhammad..."
" Suduuuuuuu..." came his cheerful and innocent reply ! OMG!!