Meme – 5 Favourite M'sian Bloggers
Luckily I don't have to crack my brains to name them cos once I go blog hopping I'll definitely go into these blogs first. Here goes:
The layers of the cake.
It was what Jason described:
"The cake actually consists of 19 to 20 slices of cream and “pancake”. As in, first layer of crust, then followed by a layer of cream, then crust, then cream, then crust, then cream, then crust, then cream, then crust, then cream, then crust, then cream, then crust, then cream, then crust, then cream, then crust, then cream, then crust, then cream, then crust, then cream, then crust, then cream, then crust, then cream, then crust, then cream, then crust, then cream, then crust, then cream, then crust, then cream, then crust, then cream, then crust, then cream, then crust, then cream, then crust".
What I can describe is dat the cake is simply deliiiiiiciiioooous, no doubt it's a bit creamy! If there's strawberry flavour, I'm sure it'll taste more 'slurp slurp slurp'. Pappy was not in favour of cakes and at one glance at it, he said "so creamy". I gave him a piece to try and I told him if at one bite he didn't like, I can finish off for him. He tried the first bite, he said "very weird". After dat he 'walloped' the whole piece and went to get his 2nd!
U want to know more about the Mille Crepe, visit here.
Nice meeting u in person, Jason! And thank u very muchie for recommending the Mille Crepe (no worries, I won't throw the cake back at u). Hahaha.
Later a cake was brought in and only did we realise dat it was LaundryAmah's and Annie Q's forthcoming birthday.
'Yummy, Yummy' said the kids.
Reached the kindy right on time before the teacher started. There were about 15 kids in the classroom. There were 3 boys and a pair of twin girls crying their heads off. One boy was shouting for his grandma and was struggling away from a teacher who was holding him back. One boy urinated while crying! Gasp! Felt so disheartening upon seeing the scene. I guess it's the same case in any other kindy. What to do? The kids have to get used to going to school and I'm sure the teachers will know how to handle them. In my mind, I was really scared Des might cry and urinate too. I stayed near the door and peeped for a while and after seeing her settling down, I quickly sneaked off without her noticing for fear she would not stay if I were to inform her dat I was going off.
The kindy's hours are from 8.30 a.m. to 12 noon. As the whole week is orientation week, the school will start at 8.30 a.m. and ends at 10.30 a.m. Not wanting to wait for 2 hours, Pappy and I decided to have our breakfast and roamed around. As I was having my bowl of noodles soup, I had mixed feelings about Des in class again *tongue out*. We went back to the kindy at about 10.15 a.m. and had to wait until the class was dismissed.
I could see the class teacher leading Des out. She was looking okay ... but ..... I was told dat Des cried for a while after I left *slap head*. The teacher oso told me Des wanted to go to sleep at about 9 ish! Gosh! Wanted to go to sleep in class? Dat girl of mine still doesn't know she is in school yet.
I had to wait for a while for the Auntie who was supposed to pick Des from school. I have to get to know her in person although she was recommended by the Principal of the kindy. When I saw her, she was not up to my expectation! She was not only 'lau sau' (untidy), she was clumsy-looking and most importantly, she was not kids-friendly at all. Des didn't want to get into her car (her car was smelly) and Auntie was sort of impatient. She cried and clinged on to me. I told Auntie dat I would take Des back for today and she had to start picking Des from tomorrow. Dead. I had oredi paid for the transportation fee and I have to 'hunt' for another Auntie. (psst, psst, Msau, if u are reading this, do u think u can help me?)
On the way back home, I asked Des if she liked school. She told me she doesn't want to go to school again! Dead again. Dat was what I feared most. But after coaxing her and reasoning with her, she told me she would like to go to school but she wouldn't like Auntie to pick her up. I know what's in her mind. She's afraid dat Auntie is going to be her nanny and dat she'll be taking care of her. She did have a bad experience when she was under the care of her ex-nanny and she's having phobia of Auntie trying to 'take her away' from me. Poor girl.
Guess I really have to have a good talk with this little girl of mine tonite to reassure her or my worries will still be 'haunting' me until she's really settled.