Sunday, February 28, 2010

Saturday nite

A few old frens came up from JB yesterday with the intention of meeting the KL bunch for a quick/short get together. Unfortunately though, since it was a long weekend with friday being a public holiday (Maulidur Rasul), only 3 managed to make it to the meeting. The rest of the gang were scattered all over the Peninsular, back in their hometowns meeting families and relatives. For the remaining few who were still in the state and not under the weather, we managed to converge at the big golden arch at Ampang Park last nite.

I was happy to be there, seeing old frens from the past and catching up on life in general. It was made even better with the presence of a new found ex-classmate of late. I came of course with my BFF/chauffeur (as always) who was kind enough to drive me to KL 45 mins after returning home from being out working all day. Honestly, without him I doubt I would've made the journey to the city. I hate driving to KL. I hate it even more when it's at night and to a place where I'm not familiar with. The last time I was in Ampang Park was many moons ago, and it's not exactly high on my list of fav places to hang out.

Anyway, my BFF was his usual friendly/sociable self. Quickly warming up to my frens and I'm pretty sure had a good time chomping away on the prosperity burger whilst watching Chelsea vs Man City. The last time he was out at some joint watching football with male companions was probably 14 years ago...before we got married. It's great to see him so relaxed and at ease last nite. I have to admit, at one point I wondered... were we there for my mini reunion or his?

Thursday, February 4, 2010

Mengaji Class

No 3 never liked going for his mengaji class. I don't know why, since the tahfiz school is just 3 doors away from our house, with many boys of his age as company... and the class is only half an hour at most. He'd often beg to stay home, giving all sorts of excuses... ranging from I have a fever/headache/toothache/ulcer... to I have a lot of homework from Teacher Kamisah (his kindy class teacher) etc. In extreme cases, no 3 would force himself to nap minutes after arriving home from his sitter, just to avoid attending his mengaji class which comes after.

What I don't understand is, when he comes back from the class... he's always in such a good mood. Telling me all the things that he's learned from the short 30 minute class, how many more pages to go before finishing off his Iqra' and who his new friends are. So I'm left to surmise that the class isn't that bad after all.. and that he's actually able to enjoy it once he's there and gets started.

Well, 2 days ago... to my surprise.. no 3 requested to be picked up early from his sitter because he wanted to go for his mengaji class after that. What?? Am I hearing this right... So mama did a bit of probing and discovered that on the day before, he had such a gala time at his class. Porquoi? Well apparently on that day... the ustaz who usually teaches him wasn't around so the older abang tahfiz was left in charge of his lesson that day. Which means... no 3 was able to have a chit-chat with the younger tahfiz boys as oppose to the usual hush-hush - silent mode which prevails in his regular classes. (Yes..yes..when the cat is away... the mouse comes out to play). Which also means that the tahfiz boys@ son's comrades were free to take out their rations of singam (chewing gums) and lollipops to be shared with no 3.

Husband has only one thing to say.... "No wonderlah he wants to go back to the's like a gentlemen's club there".

Hannan's Pahang Adventure