Sunday, June 28, 2009

Results and the party

Sorry, didnt get time to update it here...as usual busy on the weekends!!

On thursday, the party went off well in school, I managed to reach the school by 10:15 after picking up the cake. It looked gud till my chap pounced through it. As i entered the school I was welcomed by one of the nannies she went "Oh Abel's Mom". Hmm wat a way to be remembered !!

Anyways she asked me if I needed help with, I just had to know the directions to his class, n she showed me.I knocked at the door. Before I knock, I could hear the teacher go "Abel you should not say i don't want this color, you must take what I give you" n I mused, sure that sounds like m kidddo, he wants what he wants.

The teacher heard the knock, n was not prepared to see the Mom..LoL!!

U should have seen the look on my ward's face...a million words are not enuf to describe the joy on that face to see the cake box. He sprung up from his seat and shouted "My mummma" n all kids were shotung "My mumma"..(okay for a while I was the mother of all 25 of them but kinda liked the way I got attention .lol ..I'm kidding)

So I explain to the teacher that Aibz wont be coming to the school anymore. We are all set for a new break, a new move, n told her how much I appreciate her and the other staff for their patience. She was sad to hear that he was leaving. She told me that aibz is interested in almost everything. He talks, he repeats, he admonishes the others and was too much at times but she told me "I really love this child". For a mom, that's means a lot !!!

Aibz was all the more excited to see that his Mumma had a box of chocholates for him to share with his friends.

I gave him the box to distribute, n u shud see the way he gave it off, instead of following the line of students who were seated, he gave to his friends in whatever order he chose. I had to tell him not to do that !!

The teacher called him to the front, called the others around him to sing for abel. So before they cut, I told the kids, that it is not Abel's b';da but we are going to thank our class teacher for helping us learn so many things this term. N I went shall we all say "Thank You Ma'am"...the moment I finished, I heard 25 of them say "THANK U MA"AM".Wow I have never been with such an audience who were so obedient.

They all sang "HJappy b'day" to abel even though it was not his b'day..and Aibz cut the cake..all happy n glee....!! WE went around the office, to tthe day care and everyone in the school to thank them for all what they have meant to us !!!

I left for work rite after that, promising the teacher that I would come and attend the "Open House".

At 4:00 pm, i left from work to drop off the cark near to home. B said he would come pick me and Abel up instead of both of us driving n finding a parking space near to school. Aibz was so thrilled to go back to school.

B met the teacher, she gave us the report, and we saw most of them were A+ except for for math, as i could see, he had messed up the 7 and the dictation. At home this fellow does his math better than english, strange enough..The teacher said she would miss abel...hugged him and said "come back to see me"

We went around the school to click pics as memoirs, to show him in the years to come :) met his pre-school teacher, she hugged him and said "god bless u my child..i have a lot of memories and pictures of u". Apparently she was the one who helped me cope through the major change. She says she saw from a gloomy to a confident kid!!

I could not thank them all any less...God Bless the school !!

Weekend was great, on friday we went to sharjah...didnt return the same day...Had to stay over night!!

We returned yesterday morning, had to do a lot of shopping as Abibz gransparents were coming over to stay for a week. they were home by evening, around 6 pm.

Today they are all there having a lot of fun n I am tryign to finish off some pedning tasks!!

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