I still have a sekelumit of hope, honestly speaking. Hoping that Be would get better sooner than soon. That hopefully tomorrow morning I could bungkus his baju, Kitreena’s and mine in a bondong and berhangkut to Sharjah. (Bibik will have to bungkus hers in her own separate bondong tapi). But you know, when everything else sinks…hope floats. Hmmm to the mention of float, teringat pulak A&W Root Beer Float. But that’s another blog on itself.
I have been berangan to go shopping at IKEA Dubai. Gotta get the IKEA bathroom mats before Mom & Eric arrive. And would like to get Kitreena a magnetic board where she could stick her magnetic alphabets on. I would also like to get a bread-maker. (I thought for sure I saw some here in Muscat early this year. But last month when Be and I had a 72-hour almost non-stop hunt for a bread-maker, tak jumpa pulak. Or did I actually see them being plentiful in Malaysia ek?)
That 72 hours really tested my sheltered territory known as patience. I know and I believe that stupidity has no race, but this one particular type of people definitely fits into my Mom’s peribahasa: “Bodoh tak leh di ajor, pandai tak leh di ikut.” Hah, ni lah dia bangsa nya. We asked them if they had any bread-makers, or bread-making machines. Six out of seven stores, the salesmen nyer showed us either their sandwich-makers or toasters! Hoi, who interviewed you guys keje kedai barang letrik nih? Bread-makers are bread-makers, toasters are toasters. You dumb toilet brushes! (Read as: You dumb door knobs!)
It’s like asking for french baguette and you are given cream crakers (aka biskut mayat). Gilo po ko buto po ko tuli? Our last attempt that week was the National Panasonic Technic store down in Qurum because we knew Panasonic did produce some good models 4-5 years back. But why do you think we still have to gulp down those yeasty scorch-crumbed roti potong from Al Fair to this day? Sebab the Panasonic store in Qurum imports everything else BUT bread-makers. You better believe it ladies and gents. Because I have to live with the fact that this is happening to me.
My class.
The 4 nights in the 1st week was a smooth sailing. The 1st night 2nd week went not too bad. But Sunday and Monday nights were hell. I could see that my students were getting really riled up with their own confusion over the Present/Past Simple and Continuous Tenses. That was just the first 4 tenses, dah tensed up! Kang aku masuk participle kang, semuanya berpaticiputskis! What would you say if they asked you why past tense of come is came and not comed. And mind ya, they don’t take any “because-that’s-the-way-English-is” kinda answer either. Hah, what would your answer be?
Questa è Enida 
Hi I came to your blog by hitting the NEXT button on mine! It was quite interesting reading! Tell me, are you Malaysian? (Is that Malaysian you keep breaking into?) I assume you live in Qatar now? (Rials?) How old are you? Your daughter is very sweet :-)) How old is she?
I am an Indian but have spent most of my life in UAE hence your mention of Sharjah had me reading on!
I am a 30 year old mom of two, working as an editor, living in New Delhi, India right now. Shall be back to see your response. 🙂