Babysitter.

Me being a babysitter for a week at JB, made me realise that i long a go pass the teenage life. Being a watcher for 3 of my cousins which all of them still schooling quite a tough task.hehe.. hmm, let’s see.. 2boys at secondary level and a girl going to take UPSR exam.. aduiii,, somehow i wonder what’s my makcik do with their kids. Ya, it’s not an appropriate to question about their parenting but, i know somehow i might do the same as them (if only i wasn’t in the boarding school..hehe).. yep,, ‘lepaking’ every nite with the classmate whom you everyday met at the class, test your motor skills power, hmm, chat bout boys and girls at school plus neighbourhood and not least em,, what’s your latest song in ur handphone ek? Bole bluetooth tak?,,.hukhuk!.

Seriously, after my makcik and her husband came back from Penang after sending away Izyan, their first daughter to Politeknik Seberang Perai, i asked her..

Me: Makcik, memang selalu ke diorang macam tu tiap2 malam?
Makcik: A’ah, farah.. macam tu la..keja-kejap “Hafiz.....” pastu “Haziq.....”

Hmm, ok..

Somehow i realise parenting was not easy as we taught. Even we want the result to be like this, it usually would not come out as what you want. Anyway, being a babysitter was fun to me tough. Ala, keje kacang je..hehe. Early in the morning, made breakfast+swept the floor. Nearly noon, made lunch+laundry. Petang2 da relax sikit+made tea. Tapi yang best for that week was i could watched the tv channel from Singapore and Indonesia. Yela, my house back at Kluang ni xdpt semua channel tu cause using ASTRO. Hehe.

The night before i went home, we were having a sidewalk at the Danga Bay.. Pakcik decided to treat me cause he said that, “kalau dah sampai, kene la pegi jalan-jalan” ..ya, we round the whole Danga Bay riding a self-peddlling trishaw. Even the pay for the trishaw was quite expensive but i’ve lots of fun being there with them..


p/s: sound silly, but my dad missed me so much when i was away to JB much longer than he expected..hehe.