MRS LEE, MRS WONG AND EVEN MS LOH DON'T WANT US TO PLAY FOR SYF OPENING. THEY WANT THE SEC ONE'S TO PLAY. oh man. ?!?!! so ....angry?! the sec ones.... i think we can play a song by mr fong twice as fast as them. esp since the treble now can play by ear. oh man. this is really really bad. mr fong is on our side tho. he's really shocked that they don't allow us to play. shocked man. they say we got no time to practice. and they want us to have the gold...smtg like that. and i don't know what else. mrs lee has this face problem. her face is very important. so the school must win all the awards. and blah blah blah. this is like...so sick.
Motherhood
Motherhood is strange. So so strange. People describe it as amazing and tiring and rewarding and all of that and it is true. But today it dawns on me as strange; a mystery. That once this little being is born you somehow give your everything to it. Even when your flesh cries for more sleep and to do “your own thing” and to not have to feed so soon again, you do. Something inside responds to that helpless babe’s cry and desperately wants to soothe it. Then when soothed, thoug h sleep deprived you can’t help but take another minute to enjoy that sweet face and know she is yours and yours forever. The dance (sometimes literally when you are finding the best way to rock her to sleep, or at other times going – is it hungry or nappy or wind or), the figuring her out, the watching her grow, the frustration, love, heartache, joy and learning has only just begun. She teaches you to pray, to sing, to stretch yourself and try new things. Motherhood; it is a mystery, a wonderful mystery. ...
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