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 class..it's like a gentlemen's club there".