“How’s your shoes, Nada? Come, sit on the bench and
let me check if they’re still good fit to your beautiful feet.” said Aunty Jeanne (the school principal) while she
kneeled down and started pressing front of Nada’s shoes with her finger.
“Awww…. Your feet are getting
bigger, leaving just tiny space at front. Strong big girl, you are!”
* I was standing right next
to them*
“Mom… it’s time to find new pair of shoes ya…..”
I felt like I had been boxed
by Muhammad Ali straight to my face. It sure hit me well, like, really I need
someone to tell me my daughter’s shoes are tight?
I had meant to buy Nada new
shoes knowing the one she’s been using for P.E class during school is getting
smaller. I’m a procrastinator!
Until Aunty Jeanne told me
so, never I felt that I’m such a slow-mow.
However, things have to be
taken on a bright side. Wouldn’t it good that we have someone like Aunty
Jeanne? Like I say, she’s meticulous. Children are her interest. Children are
her priority. It’s just natural for her to do what she did, been doing and I
believe will continue to do.
“Oh ya… it’s true Aunty Jeanne. Ah, I must find time for some shopping!” I reacted, trying to blame on ‘time’ which definitely will never be a good excuse.
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Aida and I hailed a bus from
London during our Britain trip to meet our friend, Sawiyah whom has been
residing Cardiff, Wales for 18 years. She was our wonderful host for 3 days
that she had perfectly planned a tour for us despite her tight, I really mean
tight life schedule.
The day we reached Cardiff, she just returned home from Essex for work with groceries supply done for our through out stay. Efficient!
Two days after we bid
farewell to her, she’ll also be flying back to Malaysia, to her hometown in
Besut for a surprise visit to her mom, then back to KL for a 4 days
motivational program, off to Vietnam after for a girl trip consisting her mom,
two sisters, three nieces. She then will fly back to Cardiff for 3 days stay
and off to Sates for 3 weeks.
That’s just her lifestyle. I do not know how she adapts to time zones and jetlag!
It is so fortunate for us to
be able to slot into her pocket time in Cardiff, as she told us, though she own
a home in Cardiff, her actual time spent in Cardiff is only about 2% a year.
Other than that, all over the globe.
In her BMW X3, we were driven
around Wales covering bit here and there for visits and shopping whilst being
awed with her spirit in embracing her life in all the humbleness that she has.
I’m so proud of her, I’m sure Aida is proud too.
Aida's feet.
Sawiyah and I - traditional Welsh Village, Llandaff
The scenic Welsh Life Museum, St Fagan. We had picnic too, all prepared by Sawiyah without Aida and I realizing it.
Penarth Marina for the rich
Cardiff Bay
Cardiff City
Sawiyah is living single and
when I asked about having a family of her own, she has nothing to hide. She
admitted how she longed for an other half and child of her own, but she makes a
stand that if now she’s travelling only in Business or First Class, she will
not make herself travel in Economy just because of love…. that her partner
couldn’t afford. It wouldn’t work. Period.
I get her clearly and I
salute her. BOLD.
Time and again, despite her
clear vision of wanting to be Rich and Happy she repeatedly preach Aida and I
that :
“whatever we have now, we
actually own nothing ....... it’s not ours” MasyaAllah, humbleness.
Sawiyah's Western Home.
Yummy curry mee for farewell dinner prepared by Sawiyah. Here is me and friend from TKC, Adibah. She too has been living Cardiff for 20 years. A doctor operating her own practice.
One of the places that we
toured, Sawiyah brought us to Bridgend Designer Outlet.
Sawiyah told us to go ahead with our shopping while she waited for us. For two hours Aida & I roamed the shops, Sawiyah was on her 4 phones - working! Once we were done, she handed to us : "You all must be hungry, here I bought you guys donuts. Let's sit and eat!" - Allah s.w.t bless my friend.
A-hah! Here, I found my worth-it buy. I like buys like this. A pair of Reebok shoes at a further reduction price for my energetic bunny. Reduction from 20 to 14 to 9pounds.
Suits her 40 pence Britain socks, huh?
To school today.
Back home, not to my knowing,
Harris too did some shoes shopping for the tiny feet. A pair of pink shoes for her P.E class. Hehehehehe,
somebody also felt slap by Aunty Jeanne’s gentle reminder, I guess.
and new slippers too.
Note : Most photos in this entry are credit of Sawiyah and Aida.
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