Questa è Enida

Date: January 25, 2010
Time: Between 0700 and 0800 hrs
Venue: Enida’s Kitchen
Speed: 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8… 900 rpm and then 8 again
Direction: North-South-East-West-Up-Down-Back-Forth

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Whatever you call it, brain or mind, it is an amazing tool. I was amazed at myself this morning as I amazed myself when I caught me thinking so many thoughts within less than one hour. It must have been the sleep I had last night, though shorter than what I hoped, was one of the very high quality I have had lately. I woke up with an active mind ready with Plans A, B and C for any A, B and C circumstances.

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My routine Monday-to-Friday-hen-pecking-at-Kitreena session for some reason went in Bahasa Malaysia this morning. It started with her taking her own sweet time shampooing her hair ladidididily and applying the hair conditioner ladidadidaly. I don’t usually like those 2-1 shampoos, because really… how can a ‘detergent’ work with a softener when they are mixed together? But hey, in Kitreena’s case, if someone could come up with 6-1 shampoo, conditioner, body soap, body lotion, toothpaste and breakfast all in one bottle… I would gladly DHL 30 bottles every month with huge ‘For Personal Consumption ONLY’ stickers pasted all over the jumbo box!

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But seriously, she can take 15 minutes to get some toothpaste onto her toothbrush. Brushing would take her 35 seconds, and cleaning the toothbrush 5 minutes. By the time she picks up her hairbrush, it’s already nightfall!

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Ah well, you know me. It would take me 2 sentences to start exaggerating and to wander high and low, near and far wondering where my Dara Monchy got her dillydally-ing and ladidididiladidadida-ing talent.

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Oh, did I say I was hen-pecking at Kitreena in Bahasa? After making and packing her lunchbox, feeding her breakfast and feeding her brother breakfast, I had to brush Kitreena’s hair as she forgot to brush her hair after she brushed her teeth. And this is after doing it five days a week for so many months here, accumulated into so many years. She forgot to brush her hair?

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Naaahh, kan mama’ eh suda bilanggg! Sampek turun itu matahari menunggu tangan kawu ini mencapei sisir. Aaiiiihhh! Teda lah kedapatan. Di bilang eh ayo ayo, yang lagi ayo mama’ eh saurang. Yang lagi siap mama’ eh saurang. Mok ka skolah ndak? Sedari jam brapaaa tadi mama’ eh bilang. Masa eh lupa rambut di palak ndak disisirrr? Di eeeehhh!

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And there I was going at the speed of a waterjet, pockpecking at Kitreena with all my good intention and all in one breath. And to all that, she said… “What do you mean, Ma?” That’s it! My mistake! I should speak more Bahasa around here. Teach Bahasa to these Canadians in the house.

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I didn’t repeat myself, though. I had a good time bahasaing. I felt good. So good, I sent Kitreena to school with an extra-large smile.

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Ratu Kebaya Buzzy Bee 2006

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