That Feelings Again and Again

Salam semua,

I attended Acha’s convo last Saturday. 5 years old Marsya graduated her 5 year old class, year 2010 :).The 4th times for me (attending ) and the 2nd times for Acha. This kind of day never  fails to turn me into a sentimental jiwang person :).

So last Saturday, history repeats itself - but I was more in control of my emotion this time  :) – but it was the same feelings indeed.

Surrounded by little children who were (or looked :)) so cute, adorable and clever- so focusing on doing their things (dancing, singing, zikir, salawat, reading poetry) just  turn me into a vulnerable being (kononla kan). Not to forget, sitting with me and around me were all the other proud mums and dads who pointed, smiled and waived at their children. All this just set my motherly instinct/nature into place, as if the moment was defined- motherly mood was in the air. The sentiment is happy- melancholy, though :)- bercampur baur

Do you attend one as well my dear friends? (yang ada anak la kan). Do you feel what I feel?  How do you 'feel' during your son or daughter important days?- be it graduation day, talent time day, sport day or when she took part in anything at all? You sit tight? Or seating is just hard enough as you are anxiously waiting for her? And finally, when she  (or him) appears on stage, what would you do? Sit tight again? No right?

You've  just got to get closer to your child so that he or she can see you kan? My table was located far behind. So, I stood up and walked toward the stage - find a comfortable port kat tepi sini sinun and just stood there, - When Acha came on stage, I waved at  her. She noticed me, smiled and waived back. I knew then that I had  made her day – just by being there.

I was sure that the only audience that matters to her is me (and only me :), errr and her father, I guess :D). She knew that I was watching her. She knew that I was giving her my unwavering attention. And I know that she was so excited and eager, trying her best to impress me with her dancing movement (she took part in tarian Ali Baba). Then, the moment our eyes met,  I felt that something extra ordinary inexplainable feeling touched my heart – so overwhelming it was - that you felt like crying,  (and sometimes you cry for real heheh)

Bapak bapak pula macam mana ye? :), bapak-bapak tak jiwang kot :D.  I am a mother so I wont know for sure how a father feels.:D. I saw that most fathers were busy taking photos, sampai  professional photographers and video man (the ones hired by the Kindie) had to blow his wisel and signaled the not-so professional :) photographers to get off their way- in order not to block their view.

Hmm children today are so lucky. My kindie (30 years back, of course :)) did not have  any graduation day-  today’s children are so well celebrated and  they go through 3 or 4 graduation days in pre-school years only- and it is not only a simple graduation day that was held in a school compound- instead, it is an extravaganza event that takes place in hotel, complete with the hat, and graduation attire, hi- tea and photo session. So so lucky kan?.

Till later :)