it's not easy reading a fellow/former? friend's blog without feeling a sense of betrayal not to me but to life. How could you go to that extreme? On a brighter note, it reinforces my love for my own kiddos.
Nuha had a bad fall. Scratched of her left part of the face. Had a big knot on her forehead, cuts and bruises on eyebrow eyelid low lid and cheek. Ouch!! I cant help but have a continuous sense of regret overflowing.
I found a site called kiasusingapore, talking about education. Apparently i live no where near a school. Nearest is a chinese ed school, the school i have chosen for my son is 3.1km. I stand no chance of putting him in that school. I also learned that i am late with the volunteering bits. To my fellow Malaysians or any none singaporean reading this, its a crazy system. It's as a good as you have to abandon work in order to send your child to a school. The site explained clearly the various phases of registration. I guess I will just choose 3 of a school beyond 3km range and hope for the best.
Pressure? No. Stress? Yes. Crazy? YES!
3 comments:
my manager, baru pindah rumah, jadi they will be staying near school, for his girl next year, meaning better chance, 1km radius eh?
and volunteering also, do not guarantee a place, katanya. tapi at least, usaha..required at least 1 year prior the kid start P1 eh?
kesian nuha. hope dia tak trauma, but will remember/watch her steps next time.
dont blame yourself ok...
taha been thinking of moving house opps irsyad for the benefit of anak2. while am thingking of quitting my job. sounds crazy cos lots of pple looking for job while me wanna quit but i pity adib. he got no time to rest these days .. poor boy. Irsyad is tough!!
our kids always melt our heart kan??
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