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Monday tales about my mother!

There’s a story about my mother that I never tire of telling.

In fact, I had to do a quick search on my blog to make sure that I’ve not shared it before. Doesn’t seem like I have. Even if I did, well I suppose you’ll have to read it again 🙂

As you may know, my mom has been a teacher all her life. There’s a reason and a reaction to this. The reason you’d probably know is because I’ve told you then followed by your reaction of, “Har? You don’t seem like a teacher’s daughter leh…”

To which I may answer, “Teacher’s daughter got look one meh?” or if I wasn’t in the mood, “Yah loh.”

My mom is now retired though she occasionally does contract teaching work. Kids flock to her like moths to a light. Some people are just that good with children. As my mom actually gave a rat’s arse about what she does, she became an excellent teacher. Yes, apparently it’s something to be learned.

One of the responsibilities of being headmistress was to give a speech during the weekly Monday assembly. It can be rather dull listening to the same things over and over again. I know ‘cos I went through many such Monday assemblies during my primary and high school years. Zzzzz…

Well, it wasn’t fun for my mom either as she was also bored of repeating herself. How many times can you remind the students to study hard, always attend classes and pay attention to their teachers? Sometimes she tried to do it differently, give it a twist so to speak.

One Monday assembly, my mom stood in front of her fellow teachers and primary school students, who were probably as uninterested in the Monday speeches as I was during my time.

“Bla bla bla announcements bla bla bla school rules bla bla bla…”
Low buzz arising as the kids begin to stir, impatiently waiting to get back to their classes.
“I want you all to be thieves!”
Silence. Har??
“… and steal your teachers’ knowledge…” my mom grinned.

Until today, I still think that was one of the funniest and coolest thing I’d ever heard.

Happy Teachers’ Day, Mama Lim! 😀

Oh while we’re on the subject of my mom, I might as well tell you another story lah.

A couple of weeks ago, my mom called me on my mobile. I was a bit worried as it was 10.30pm and she’d never called me that late in the night before. She sounded chirpy and excited though, so pheww..

“Hey, I made an orange chiffon cake today! It was perfect you know! It rose beautifully, it’s all fluffy and puffy and spongy: perfect!”
“Har.. okay..”
“… but cannot be eaten one.”
“Har?? Why not??”
“‘Cos instead of putting 3 ounces of sugar, I put 3 ounces of salt HAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH.”
“HAR??? Why did you do that?”
“How I know why I have salt among my baking goods?!? HAHAHAHHAHAHAHA!”

Damn cute la my mom.