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Its #ChildhoodMemories again. Yeah. Because I'm ni Paediatric posting now. So, yeah. Let me just bring you down down to the memory lane. Haha.
By the way, I'm not kidding you with the title. I.was.an.influencer. No matter how small it was, still, I influenced people. Please acknowledge that. hahaha nak jugak. Okay come people
I was 5 or 6 year-old little girl at the time. I couldn't remember exactly the date or the day because nothing was special. I was at kindergarten as usual. Learning. Or more accurately playing. But come on, kids playing are kids learning right?
'Anak-anak, harini ada doktor akan datang. Doktor nak bagi ubat cacing dan cek darah,' well that is me imagining what my teacher was saying. Of course she put it differently but the event I'm trying to tell here is there.
And we the kids go hoorayyy. Very excited at the mention of the word 'doctor' with no idea of what was going to happen next. So was I. Imagining a human in white coat with bright smile and... syringe?
So came the doctor, which I realized only today was not a doctor but an MA. Because I remember that ? handsome man was wearing white shirt and black pant. An MA uniform. Bright smile there. And syringe. Wait syringe not there. But what? Needlesss?? Box full with needles there. Yeap. Not cool bro. He was not advertising that but bro you should have done better job hiding them. Now you see the result?
I was first line in the crowd. Betul-betul depan the MA. His bright smile still there. 'Okay adik-adik, siapa kuat? Siapa nak jadi orang pertama amek darah?' Are you serious bro? sorry bro actually I don't remember single word you say but let just pretend that was it hmm?
'And bro, I may stand out among my friends. But I actually am the most coward, lembik, lemah, I'm not strong. I'm the weakest. I'm a kid. Bye bro,' my inside monolog so while teachers and the MA spoke to each other, I took my step back. slowly getting myself lost among the children. And if I would remind you again, behind my kindergarten is my grandmother's (nenek saudara to be exact) house. It wont take me even 3 minutes to reach there. By the time I hid myself under the cushions, I already heard my teacher calling my name. And my grandmother, she just too innocent to play the game. And I was caught. Easily.
'Fathimah, mari la Fathimah dulu cucuk. Kalau Fathimah tak buat, kawan-kawan lain semua tak nak buat,' said my teacher. A teacher that we love and like because she knows magic trick. I was crying inside. Was I such an influencer? Okay start dah. Haha. I don't know why I didn't geram with my friends back then. But now I geram. Can you just go and get the prick guys? Why need to drag me? Why? Just Why?? I still didn't move an inch. So did my teacher. So did my friendsss!!
And at the moment of crisis, came the saviour. The saviour of the MA and nurses so they can do their job and go home. The kindergarten's committee. My father. He was the saviour. My father came but he didn't save me this time. Lol.
'Kamu kena jadi wakil. Kamu jadi wakil perempuan. Ijam jadi wakil lelaki,' there there negotiation started. But he forgot to mention ice cream I guess because I don't remember eating ice cream after that. Hahaha. Maybe keropok durian kot. But somehow my father managed to make us menyerah diri to that MA. Me wakil perempuan and my sepupu as wakil lelaki. Followed soon after, our fellow friends.
Halah helok pulak kena cucuk takde pulak yang meraung mengigau.
Nak jugak ada influencer kann. Lol.
Finish. But here is my message.
As kid will always be kid. Child is a child. Parents are parents (although some parents tak matang langsung. Grrr)
Child will fret. Shout. Freak. Not even shy being loud. Stronger child struggle, hit or even kick. They don't care. what they know is fear inside them. How they express? There I mention. Being 'annoying', being penguji kesabaran. What are we?
We are adult. Yayyy. So please act accordingly. You may not know child psychology. So do I. Hikss. But do what adult should do. Maintain the calm, keep the smile, console nicely, be gentle, take your time.
You will see how different our generation is. If our parents and makcik pakcik need to be veeery patient with us, trust me on this, we should be even moreee patient than them in handling children nowadays. We need extra patient. I bet you understand me.
So don't nag too much, let the parents complaint, anything we can bring to the upper level, we make move, if not just listen masuk telinga kiri keluar telinga kanan. Ignore it. Unless it affect you, take action. Don't nag. Don't complaint to child. They wont get it. They know pain but they doesn't know how to hate you. So don't get angry or frustrated if child not cooperative. That simply because they are afraid but they doesn't know how to control it, thus the act and behaviour. You know how to control. So you do. Naneun molla.
Be more adult. Be understanding. Don't expect child to become very friendly with you and gladly extend out their hand for you to poke? Some of them might be friendly but happily getting pricked? hmmm I think no.
Okay lah. Hope you get what I mean. Be happy adult. Bye.
Oh yeah one more thing, don't ever said you hate kid or you don't like kid. Not in front of me okayy.. Excuse meeeee. Fine I'll stop here otherwise getting longer with my babbling. Bye bye.
Till next post which is next year.
P/s: I am and was not an influencer. Gurau jer jangan marah.
Its #ChildhoodMemories again. Yeah. Because I'm ni Paediatric posting now. So, yeah. Let me just bring you down down to the memory lane. Haha.
By the way, I'm not kidding you with the title. I.was.an.influencer. No matter how small it was, still, I influenced people. Please acknowledge that. hahaha nak jugak. Okay come people
I was 5 or 6 year-old little girl at the time. I couldn't remember exactly the date or the day because nothing was special. I was at kindergarten as usual. Learning. Or more accurately playing. But come on, kids playing are kids learning right?
'Anak-anak, harini ada doktor akan datang. Doktor nak bagi ubat cacing dan cek darah,' well that is me imagining what my teacher was saying. Of course she put it differently but the event I'm trying to tell here is there.
And we the kids go hoorayyy. Very excited at the mention of the word 'doctor' with no idea of what was going to happen next. So was I. Imagining a human in white coat with bright smile and... syringe?
So came the doctor, which I realized only today was not a doctor but an MA. Because I remember that ? handsome man was wearing white shirt and black pant. An MA uniform. Bright smile there. And syringe. Wait syringe not there. But what? Needlesss?? Box full with needles there. Yeap. Not cool bro. He was not advertising that but bro you should have done better job hiding them. Now you see the result?
I was first line in the crowd. Betul-betul depan the MA. His bright smile still there. 'Okay adik-adik, siapa kuat? Siapa nak jadi orang pertama amek darah?' Are you serious bro? sorry bro actually I don't remember single word you say but let just pretend that was it hmm?
'And bro, I may stand out among my friends. But I actually am the most coward, lembik, lemah, I'm not strong. I'm the weakest. I'm a kid. Bye bro,' my inside monolog so while teachers and the MA spoke to each other, I took my step back. slowly getting myself lost among the children. And if I would remind you again, behind my kindergarten is my grandmother's (nenek saudara to be exact) house. It wont take me even 3 minutes to reach there. By the time I hid myself under the cushions, I already heard my teacher calling my name. And my grandmother, she just too innocent to play the game. And I was caught. Easily.
'Fathimah, mari la Fathimah dulu cucuk. Kalau Fathimah tak buat, kawan-kawan lain semua tak nak buat,' said my teacher. A teacher that we love and like because she knows magic trick. I was crying inside. Was I such an influencer? Okay start dah. Haha. I don't know why I didn't geram with my friends back then. But now I geram. Can you just go and get the prick guys? Why need to drag me? Why? Just Why?? I still didn't move an inch. So did my teacher. So did my friendsss!!
And at the moment of crisis, came the saviour. The saviour of the MA and nurses so they can do their job and go home. The kindergarten's committee. My father. He was the saviour. My father came but he didn't save me this time. Lol.
'Kamu kena jadi wakil. Kamu jadi wakil perempuan. Ijam jadi wakil lelaki,' there there negotiation started. But he forgot to mention ice cream I guess because I don't remember eating ice cream after that. Hahaha. Maybe keropok durian kot. But somehow my father managed to make us menyerah diri to that MA. Me wakil perempuan and my sepupu as wakil lelaki. Followed soon after, our fellow friends.
Halah helok pulak kena cucuk takde pulak yang meraung mengigau.
Nak jugak ada influencer kann. Lol.
Finish. But here is my message.
As kid will always be kid. Child is a child. Parents are parents (although some parents tak matang langsung. Grrr)
Child will fret. Shout. Freak. Not even shy being loud. Stronger child struggle, hit or even kick. They don't care. what they know is fear inside them. How they express? There I mention. Being 'annoying', being penguji kesabaran. What are we?
We are adult. Yayyy. So please act accordingly. You may not know child psychology. So do I. Hikss. But do what adult should do. Maintain the calm, keep the smile, console nicely, be gentle, take your time.
You will see how different our generation is. If our parents and makcik pakcik need to be veeery patient with us, trust me on this, we should be even moreee patient than them in handling children nowadays. We need extra patient. I bet you understand me.
So don't nag too much, let the parents complaint, anything we can bring to the upper level, we make move, if not just listen masuk telinga kiri keluar telinga kanan. Ignore it. Unless it affect you, take action. Don't nag. Don't complaint to child. They wont get it. They know pain but they doesn't know how to hate you. So don't get angry or frustrated if child not cooperative. That simply because they are afraid but they doesn't know how to control it, thus the act and behaviour. You know how to control. So you do. Naneun molla.
Be more adult. Be understanding. Don't expect child to become very friendly with you and gladly extend out their hand for you to poke? Some of them might be friendly but happily getting pricked? hmmm I think no.
Okay lah. Hope you get what I mean. Be happy adult. Bye.
Oh yeah one more thing, don't ever said you hate kid or you don't like kid. Not in front of me okayy.. Excuse meeeee. Fine I'll stop here otherwise getting longer with my babbling. Bye bye.
Till next post which is next year.
P/s: I am and was not an influencer. Gurau jer jangan marah.
