Ok so I’m feeling super cool and powerful now because I’ve found a new way to get the kids to listen to me. Seriously, now that they’re getting cheekier and they can talk and run as fast as they can, it’s exhausting trying to keep up! They also talk back, these monkeys! Today I scolded Daniel for swimming without asking me first, and I said “Daniel, next time you have to ask me first!” He got mad back and said “No, next time you have to ask me, Mommy!” and walked away probably feeling proud, but he doesn’t know what he said made no sense. Rolls eyes.
Boy meets girl. Girl meets boy. They fall in love. Boy is Muslim. Girl is Christian. Boy proposes. Girl says yes. So what now? Where do they go from here?
I wish to protect their identity, but one of the beloved people in my life proposed to his Christian girlfriend recently. Tonight we all hung out and we asked them questions, all of us obviously happy for their engagement but also concerned. Were they serious? What’s the next step? Will she practise Islam? How will he guide her? Do they realise what a big step this is? It’s a hugeeeeee life decision.
This Ramadhan, I wanted so badly to come to the Holy Land and now I’m finding myself here. I had a wonderful time, one that is quite different from my other experience here. I guess when you want to come here out of your own will, you’ve finally understood not to waste precious time here. When I was younger, my parents would bring me here and I’d grumble to go to the mosque, I’d yawn during prayers and I’m secretly thinking about the Taza chicken outside the mosque and counting the minutes to when I could dash out and get some. I laugh thinking about these times. I guess if your kids are the same, don’t worry, don’t force them, just be kind and understanding. It’s just a phase and soon they’ll come to find sincerity on their own.
Usually I prefer to answer interview questions via email. It takes less time, I’m more efficient and I can have some time to think about my answers. But sometimes, the interviewer insists on meeting because they want to see my reactions and have a more wholesome picture. Iman filters the emails we get and some of them she declines, but there was this one that was so interesting.
This lady is writing a book on women in Malaysia and wanted to include me in it. Me in a book? OMG Mommy would buy 50 copies. Iman scheduled the meeting for half an hour (I’m usually very fast in interviews!) but this one lasted almost 2 hours! It was such a refreshing interview because it wasn’t the typical questions like “Explain to me how FV started” – basically stuff you can google if you did your homework. But her questions were more personal. One that I want to share is: What is your first memory as a child?
Happy Ramadan, guys!!!
I received a few messages linking to my old Ramadan resolutions post and reminding me that it’s not too late to do them this Ramadan. Thanks for that, guys! Definitely motivating me to make full use of this Ramadan to do good deeds and ibadah.
I went for Terawih (is it Terawih or Tarawikh?) prayers yesterday with Dean. And we were kind of late so we rushed and packed all our things. I put on a T-shirt, comfy loose pants and put on my telekung. We mumbled goodbye to the kids and zoomed to the mosque. Had to park at the very end of the parking lot and walked up the many stairs hurriedly because the Imam was already reading the Isyak prayers.