Today, I left Tee at Art Class (2 hours whilst I blog) and walked away in tears and a really heavy heart. Why? Shouldn’t I be deliriously happy that I can lavish a whole 120 minutes to myself?
It is her first proper class today and she is participating in it with 6 other rowdy, matsalleh, much bigger than her (both in size and in age) girls in Alice Smith uniforms. They looked about 7-8 years old and they were wild! My Tee, she’s half their height and half their age, and there was no other little person her size there with her. I secretly thanked God that we couldn’t afford sending Tee to Alice Smith despite what many of her teachers suggest to maximise her capabilities. I sure don’t want my child behaving like them with no offense intended.
We’re Asians and we have a certain way of behaving. Of course, there are many non-Asians who behave very well too and then Asians who behave like barbarians…….but I think Tee would lose a lot of Asian culture should she attend an international school at this age.
I asked her if she was sure that she wanted to do this (attending art class was her idea) because she didn’t have to do it today. We could always come back another day when there were more friendly looking students. But Tee said it was OK. She said she was fine and that I could go to the cafe to do my work.
Whatever happened to my Tee, who would wail blue murder at the top of her lungs should Mama leave her sight? Whatever happened to my Tee, who would hold my hand so tight the moment she suspected that I was about to go somewhere without her?
My girl…..she’s growing up too fast. Way too fast. She wants to BE like those matsalleh girls. She strives to be an adult at the tender age of 4.5 – I could not hold it in. My heart dropped and tears welled within the eyes of my swollen emotional pregnant body.
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*hugs*
*hugssss* i was very emotional when i am pregnant too.
it is good that she is growing to be independent now. that is how God is preparing her to usher the arrival of her baby sister. 🙂
remember the scene from Mamma Mia? Meryl Streep shouted at the girls in delight “STOP GROWING”. There’s always a little bit us that wish our precious would remain our baby, forever needing us.
Aww.. how sweet. But 4.5 years old!!! Gee! How time flies!