Children day, food, bitch fight.

It's the day the kids look forward to go to school all year. Children's Day. That's the day they party and eat junks and most importantly, no lessons.

Kor requested me to make his friends my grilled chicken wings. Jeez! Such a demanding brat. But I like to think too that he wanna impress his friends with "See? I told you my mom's chicken wings are good, din I tell you so... kekeke..."

But I felt soooo lazy these days to cook. I think it's the hormones playing tricks. (It's nice to have something to put the blame on and everyone just nods and say "yeahhh" please)

I asked dd what he wants to bring for his classmates, and he left the choice to me. I asked him if he likes fishballs or sandwiches or KFCs or junk food or just drinks... he was nonchalant and said "up to you". So way different, these 2 brothers.

UP till yesterday, I was still undecided what to cook for them. In the end, I made grilled chicken fillets for Kor's and his gang (coz wings so pricey!). I had marinated them overnight and put them in the oven, got them cooked right before I served them dinner and got myself ready to dash out the door to meet some new friends nearby for dinner.

And jeez, I still had yet to figure what to let dd bring to school leh. I asked him and he said "fishballs mah". He said he already told his teacher he's bringing fishballs. How come I didn't know that??? And where am I supposed to get fishballs when I was soooo busy??

By the time I got home at 11+, I went to bed a couple of hours later still thinking what I should do. Well, no choice, I have to get my act together and get him some fishballs from the market, cook them at home and bring them over at 10.

Pretty rush, in the middle of that morning rush hour traffic. *sweat*

When I arrived, my heart dropped when his teacher came over and started very frustratingly that dd had been VERY violent these days until he made some bruises of marks on another boy's arm just yesterday. Oh boy oh boy oh boy...

Then another teacher who is responsible for malay lessons, came and talked to me... with the 3 boys with us (including dd)

Apparently, the boy's mother called up the school and went ALL the way to the principal to complain about this incident. I was so shocked but I can understand why. The teacher said she called up the parent to explain the incident (I think) saying that their son isn't very well behaved either and bla bla bla...

Anyway, I really have no idea what to do, except to stress to dd NOT to ever do that again. At the very least, must try to control himself. Then the BM teacher asked me if I'm ok that she takes the 3 kids to the discipline master to be caned. I said yeah, go ahead if he's really deserves it. She kept asking "you don't mind ah? you don't mind ah?" and I was already wondering "what is the disciplinarian gonna do? strip his pants down and whip his butts with a hardcore whip?"

I left reluctantly, and I do not know if I could have done anything. I would like to say sorry to the parent of the child, but yet I'm afraid if they gonna nag and yell at me and wanna take revenge and ask to beat dd up? Grrrr..... why oh Lord, why??

It's so tiring with this kiddo. Sometimes he's as sweet as a pea and sometimes as tyrant as a crook. (OK, I get all the comparisons wrong, but this is not the mood for proper English now)

Well, at least the teachers did say he has improvement compared to the starting. I guess if there's improvement and not getting worse as time goes, then I should be relieved. Keep on swimming, keep on swimming....