JJZZJ Days Of Our Lives

Missy has a swimming date with Daddy tonight.

Condition ? Finish her homework by 7pm.

At 2.45pm, she was still dilly-dallying. I told her the time she had wasted (on Jeff) and about her deadline. She went, “I know, I know.”

I spot checked on her once I managed to put Jeff to nap. Guess what? She was not at her study desk! I marched to the kitchen and was about to use my loudhailer voice on her and then …….

I saw her using a broom and dustpan to sweep up the mess Zane created with his mamee snack. She patiently swept every tiny fragment of noodles. I was relieved that the words were swallowed back. I was touched.

“Mummy, this is a present for you. To help you with the sweeping, I mean. When I was sick, you took care of me. Now let me give you a present.”

I smiled. Inside and outside.

As I badly needed a rest on my back, I instructed Zoe to keep an eye on Zane while I take 40 winks. I was barely on the bed for 2 minutes and I heard gentle knocks. I wanted to just ignore it, thinking that if she wanted to ask me how to do the questions, I could always do that later. Then, she knocked a 2nd time. Very gently, in case she woke Jeff up.

Arrrggghhhhh …..

and I dragged myself out of the bed to open the door for her. I was about to open my mouth and I saw my purple cup with water and ice cubes.

“Mummy, I am afraid you may be thirsty.”

Her mummy’s heart melted even before the ice could reach it ….

One friend told me that it is her blessing to see how Zoe relates to me and to those around her and that she is like a daughter she never had, even though she is my daughter. Such a high praise for missy and I am taking this time to thank God once more for Zoe.

Without her, truly, my life will have no life or less life. She is definitely living out the life of God which is bestowed upon her. Amen.

Thank You, God!

I almost fell off my chair when I heard that missy has to write another poem for her English Teacher.

I asked her a zillion times and she was dead sure that she has to come up with a poem with words which have the “au” sounds?

Hur???? So so tough??? Even I as an adult has to crack my head to come up with one!

I asked her whether her teacher gave any words as guidelines? Answer : NO.

Then came my doubting words again ,”Are you very sure this is what you are suppose to write?” Answer : YES

Mummy’s homework :

- Searched the internet for phonics’ websites. Wrote down all the words which has “au” in them.

- Searched the Oxford dictionary. Wrote down all the words beginning with “au”.

I showed her both lists and let her pick some which she is comfortable using.

She chose “caught” first. Then told me that she wanted to write something about catching fish. We developed her story further. Came in “fish” and “dish”. And finally this is what she has.

She is topping this poem up with an illustration of herself holding a fishing rod, with a fish at the end and a dish with these words.

I  am  a  daughter  of  a  fisherman .

My  father  taught  me  how  to  fish .

I  caught  a  tiny  weeny  fish .

It  paused  and  looked  at  my  big , round  dish . 

cute ? I am proud of her imagination!

If it were to be me writing this poem, I believe I will be using words like Autumn, August, automobile, author, authentic, audience etc … … haha …. how boring ! Yawnssssssssssss !!