Leaving from the Apartment

A slight change of plan for this week. The boys would be going to school from the apartment rather than from Gombak. It would be against the traffic, so we were not anticipating delays. The only thing was, our driver would have to take his motorbike from his house at Taman Melati early in the morning to the apartment in order to drive the boys to school.

We would be trying this for the rest of the week as eventually we would be moving here. It should be doable. The only problem would be coming back later in the afternoon as the traffic might be bad then. It would all be about timing. And finding the right route.

As it was today, the boys checked into school on time. Woke up earlier than usual but seemed happy enough to hit the showers early. Will be how they get on ....

School Begun

The havoc from this morning had subsided. Registration went smoothly, things were all organised, the boys met up with their buddies after the school holidays were over.

Look at the size of the bagsThe usual crying were there but mainly at the kindie - one of our friends just sent their daughter there this morning and has yet to let go. I stood chatting with some of the fathers while the children it themselves settle down.

Irfan settling into his classWeather was not as nice as yesterday. It was threatening to rain all morning. And the mood was made worse after learning about one of my patients not doing well at the hospital. My sifu was covering for me and I was sure I couldn't contribute much more.

I still got plenty of things to do and organise. It would have to start after breakfast...

Dinner and Cut

After the busy last couple of weeks, I finally got to spent some quality outing time with the boys before tomorrow's travel to Melaka. So, we went to visit my Mum at Bukit Antarabangsa before having dinner and haircut at KLCC. My God, the three of us - Idlan, Irfan and I - needed it badly.

So, a nice walkabout after that before a quick visit to the hospital and then packing. The boys promised to help Anita out with that. We shall see...

Prize Giving

Again, no clinic this morning. But the occasion this time was the prize giving ceremony at school. Started early and despite the series of speeches, it didn’t take long for the event to get going and I was already back at the hospital for my rounds by 10 in the morning.

This time around, I brought my mother along. She never been to see Idlan and Irfan collect their prizes before. So, the first order of business for me was to pick up Mum from Bukit Antarabangsa. The traffic was a breeze though, so we reached the school earlier, just as the boys were assembling.

Irfan was the first to pick up the prize, as he was in Year One. He got a plaque and a few rolls of certificate for being highest in subjects. Idlan's turn came a bit later, in Year Three. He also got a plaque and certificates. They then returned later as Irfan got the prize for "Most Polite Student". I was not sure how much Irfan pay his teacher to get that one!

All lined up on the tableThe School Principle giving her speechI left right after the prize giving, while Anita went to see the teachers to pick up the report cards before lunch. Our driver sent our parents home by then as it was quite a long wait. There were cultural shows after the prize giving, for which both of my boys were not involved in. I left well before that.

Both of the boys were still buzzing with excitement after picking up their prizes, and had already called be a couple of times. No doubt they would be asking for toys soon. But, they still have their Al Manaar exam this afternoon ….

Bad Week

This couple of days had been rather hard for Anita. The school changed the assessment criteria and as a result, the students had to submit project by the end of next week and two-weeks notice. And between the two boys, there were 26 projects needing to be passed in.

And to make matters worst, those projects would form 30% of the final marks. All this was down to the recent - I meant a month ago - change in Principal. A new headmistress from Australia I think.

Determining to cause a stir, I thought she tried to make these sweeping changes to prove a point. As a result, the children - or in our case - the parents suffer. Both of our boys had taken ill with high temperature over the weekend. Irfan was back to school today, but Idlan was at home.

The whole situation had put our proposed Kota Bharu trip in jeopardy.

We have yet to make the final decision about the trip, but we would know by Friday where we would be celebrating the Raya next week.