Unconditional Love

Talking about tough women, it so happen that I met one of them, just last night. She is a mother of a handsome kid, who was born with ASD (Autism Spectrum Disorder)

I was introduced to her by Eva, who asked me a week ago if I would be interested to help out in giving a communications training to spokespeople for autism. I said yes without any hesitation. And so, I met her last night, learning more about autism and her struggle to give the best for her 17-year-old son.

Gayatri Pamoedji is the founder of MPATI (Masyarakat Peduli Autis Indonesia). She has also published a book, Meniti Pelangi, where she shared her experience in raising her kid. When I read the first few chapters, I could feel her frustration and confusion, not knowing what was really happening to her son. But as I read further, I could also feel her determination, willpower, hope and belief that there must be a way to help her beloved son lead a better life.

I salute her for her persistence in fighting for the future of her son. A perfect example of an unconditional love, from a mother, to her son.

Mother's Day?

Today is Indonesia’s Mother’s Day. An ex-colleague sent me this SMS:

Warning! This message is created only for the toughest worker of all time… but luckily you are one of them! Happy mother’s day to all multi risk, multi task and multi dimensional women I’ve ever known. May God, family and happiness always upon you :)

In the meantime, Kompas wrote that 22nd of December was actually selected to commemorate the struggle of Indonesian women in contributing to the Indonesian independence. They played their part through The Women Congress held on December 22-25, 1928 in Yogyakarta. However, during the new order era, the government has switched its meaning. They positioned Indonesian women as a domestic mother that doesn’t have their own traits, except as a supporter of their husband.

Personally, I have no interest in debating whether December 22nd should be celebrated as Indonesian women’s move in the political arena, or just an appreciation of their effort in putting together a healthy and happy family. I don’t really care whether it should be a mother’s day or women’s day.

To me, every woman is a very special person, because they have the sense, intuition, wisdom and strength to shape up a helpless, innocent human being to be a person that can excel in so many ways. They have so much love and care to give away. All they need to do is stretching their wings and reach out to the deepest part of a child’s – or person’s - heart and soul. A woman is, and should be, a strong, tough, independent person who stands on her own feet, while helping and supporting her loved ones.

I feel so lucky to be born a woman. Because a woman, is always a mother, even when they don’t have children of their own.

KidZania!

At KidZania, we had a blast!

Gio Tampi's mom was kind enough to organize a group visit to KidZania last Monday. So around 52 kids from the second and third grades with their mom or nanny were all ready standing in a queue from 1.30 pm, while they only open the gate at 3 pm....

I was actually quite worried that you would feel tired even before we enter the playground. With all your friends around you, how could I expect you to stand still and quiet for 1.5 hours?

But it was worth waiting. KidZania was not only educative and fun for kids, it was also entertaining for adults, especially when you got to watch your loved ones enjoying themselves in the various activities.


And here are the activities and professions that you experienced during the five hours playtime: being a fire fighter, gas station attendant, F1 racer, dentist, constructor worker, supermarket cashier, riding on a bus tour on your own, getting a health certificate before obtaining your driving license and F1 racer license…. And I can tell that among the various activities, what you enjoyed most was when you were able to draw kidzos money from the ATM. Wow, I could see your face beaming with excitement!

Some tips for parents who are taking their kids:

1. Book and pay in advance.

2. When you already have a reservation, you can just come in half an hour before the opening hours. Don't panic and try to rush in, there's plenty of time to wait at the main arena, after entering the main gate, before they actually open the pavilions for activities

3. Although they say that it's ok for kids to go in without an adult, I wouldn't recommend it, especially for first timers and kids under nine. The situation there was just so hectic and there were just no attendants that ensure the kids know what they are supposed to do and feel secured. (in fact, I just got an SMS from Rafi’s mom that he hurt himself while playing, and they did not give him proper care)

4. Wear your most comfortable shoes/sandals because you will be either standing watching your kids or running around with them for five hours!

Nonetheless, for you and me, five hours just flew away like a flash. There's so much to do, so many profession to be. So, KidZania, we definitely will come back.

Your wish, my wish

This is our pillow talk last night:

You: I wish you were mbak…
Me: What…??? Why…?
You: No, no…, I wish there were two of you, one is you as yourself and the other is you as mbak.
Me: Why?
You: Well, as mom, you can go to the office every day, and as mbak, you can pick me up from school every day
Me: Honey, you know that by going to work, I make money, and I can buy you toys.
You: What about other moms? They don’t go to work. Bude Vinny doesn’t go to work.
Me: Yes honey, but we are building our new house now, and it needs a lot of money,,,,
You: Well, bude Vinny is not working, but they have a house anyway…, so I don’t understand…

Hmmm, someday you will, honey, someday you will…. In the meantime,I guess I just have to try my best to be a good mom and buddy to you.

KidZania, We Are Coming....

Tell me and I forget
Teach me and I remember
Involve me and I understand

I read the above in an article about KidZania in today’s Kompas. How true it is!

I’ve heard about this edutainment theme park since months ago, and I just can’t wait to take you there. In fact, just a few days after last Lebaran, we went there, coz a friend informed me that they are already open. But the guards told us that it is still being prepared and will only be ready for public by early November.

According to its website, KidZania is a kid-sized replica of a real city, with streets, buildings, retail and different vehicles going around the City. Here, children play adult roles and they learn how to be a doctor, a pilot, a construction worker, a private detective, an archeologist, an F1 driver and over 100 other professions and occupations.

Doesn’t it sound exciting? I just hope that it will turn out like what I expected, a place where you can learn while having fun, where you can gain knowledge and experience that can help you shape up to be a rounded person.

And today, finally, I saw the half page announcement ad in Kompas, KidZania will be officially launched on November 24.

So, KidZania, we are coming……!!!

Pesta Blogger vs Fasya's BDay

I’m so proud of my office, and all the people in it. Today, finally, we manage to organize Pesta Blogger 2007, the first ever national scale bloggers gathering. The event was attended by the Minister for Communications and Information, Muhammad Nuh, and in his speech this morning, he declared October 27, 2007 as the National Bloggers Day. Isn’t it awesome?

My office has been planning for this bloggers gathering since a year ago. But nothing was really happening until we appointed Hanny as the project manager. With all her creativity and enthusiasm, amidst other work that has already drawn her, she made it happen. And everybody gave their full support. Unspun, of course, was the captain, with Nancy and Finnie (who sit right at Hanny’s back and front) closely assisting her. Shilla, Indri, Rommy, Adit, Pak Zae and even Fahrul were all there this morning, while me, I was playing cashier for bloggers who wanted to participate but do not have an entry code. Thank you and congratulations to all who have helped making this Pesta Blogger 2007 happened.

Unfortunately, I couldn’t stay until the end of the program. And the reason was because I need to take you to Fasya’s birthday party. I wish I could clone myself and be in two places at the same time. But since I knew that the Pesta Blogger would just turn out great, I chose to leave the bloggers event early. I just want you to know that an event with you is never less important than any other events.

Picture shows: Kakak Adit, Tante Lita Mariana, Kakak Nancy, Kakak Hanny, ME and Uncle Ong

Puasa

I’m so proud of you. Today, on the third day of this Ramadhan month, you began your half day puasa. What I was so happy about was nobody really asks you, it came from you. You really wanted to, and refuse to take your favorite choco sandwich that mbak Irah brought you this morning.

Today you broke your fast at exactly 12 noon with a glass of water and four stack of choco sandwich. You promise that after 1 pm, you will continue your puasa until maghrib. Way to go, honey!

Stages Of Life

Last year, when I was planning to buy my first shortsighted eye glasses, a question popped up in my mind: does this mean I am entering another stage of my life? You know, just like when you first enter school, have your first period, get your first job, get married and so on and so on. Does the fact that somebody begins to need shortsighted glasses mean anything?

That question reminded me of a conversation I overheard some 25 years ago, when I was in junior high, on my way to Bandung with some friends.

We were traveling by the most popular car rental back then, the 4848. It was a big old Cadillac that can accommodate 5 passengers and a driver. My two friends and I sat at the back seat, while another two middle-aged men sat in the front seat. I think we were somewhere in Puncak, my two friends started falling asleep to the sound of raindrops, when I overheard the two gentlemen talking about stages in life.

One man said that there are stages in life that changes every 8 years. This is how he described each stage as I remember it:

0 – 8 years old:

One has just begun to breath; they need a lot of help while trying to figure out about everything that is happening around them. Questions, questions, questions

8 – 16:
This is the period when one becomes more aware of her/himself. They have questions about themselves and a lot of times feel awkward and uncomfortable with their physical changes. Often, they find themselves in trouble, in school as well as at home

16 – 24:

One will fall in love with her/himself. It’s ‘narcist time’. They just love to see themselves in the mirror. Girls just want to be pretty. Boys try to be attractive for girls.

24 – 32:

A period when one has no fear in life. They will try everything, go anywhere, hike the highest mountain. It’s time to proof who they are. By this time, they will get their first job and start a family.

32 – 40:

Life is work. Work harder, earn more.

40 – 48:

Life begins. They would already have a steady career. Those who have a strong family bond will switch their focus to their spouse and children. However, some may have difficulties in marriage and start a new relationship.

48 – 56:

Time to enjoy life with what’s earned from their hard work. It’s time to travel around the world or buy a new big house.

56 – 64:

Life slows down. Time to reflect on oneself and become wiser and more religious.

64 – onwards:

Back to the first stage. They become dependent again while trying to figure out how life and the world have changed right in front of their eyes.

I believe what the man said makes a lot of sense. And knowing about these stages of life will help you understand where your life is going and therefore prepare yourself to face it.

Now, in what stage are you now, honey? Questions, questions, questions? No wonder....

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Picture from here

Getting Old

Used to be that time passed so slow
Now it seems to be so fast

Running fast to get back home
Wondering where which way to go
Wish I’ve seen it thru my mother’s eyes
Now I stand alone…
I’m sitting here getting old

(a lyric of a song your pakde Yogo used to sing, don’t know what’s the title and who’s the singer)

I think one of the signs that you are getting old is when you feel that you don’t have enough time to do whatever you want to do. And that is exactly how I feel right now.

I found a comment from a visitor yesterday, saying that I haven’t been writing for a new post for awhile. Gosh, yes, I haven’t, despite the promise I have made to myself that I would write at least once a week.

This is my wish list: when it comes to how I want to spend my time

1) I want to spend more time with you, playing, talking and helping you with your homework (last night, you refused to finish your homework until I got home)

2) Yet, I’m also enjoying my time in the office, ensuring that everybody is enjoying their work as well (and I still have that 40 pages translation to edit by this afternoon)

3) And I also want to catch up with that good buddy of mine that I recently found after 20 years! (I cancelled the plan to meet this buddy yesterday, so that I can go home early and spend time with you. Yet, I was only able to leave the office at 7pm)

4) Not to mention that I want to chat and gossip with my two best friends, tante Elza and tante Ira, whom I haven’t seen for more than a month (I really miss them!)

5) And I want to tidy up the house, re-arranging my closet and get rid of those old clothes (I think I have been wanting to do this since two years ago….)

6) I also feel that I’m not spending enough time with my mom and dad, they are really getting old (love them, and sometimes I’m worried about them….)

7) And I want to write my short stories, there are so many ideas that are playing on my mind (I just wrote a poem instead, as it is shorter and easier and less time consuming!)

8) And I haven’t even finished reading Jostein Gaarder’s The Orange Girl, after a year! (this is soooo embarrassing….)

The seconds are ticking, there is so much more I want to do…, and I’m watching you grow, and I’m so afraid that I’m losing important and precious moments that I should have had with you. ..

Without Me

Your school held a Parents Class Visit and therefore there’s no class for you today. I was supposed to come, but since I only received the invitation last night, I have to skip it this time. I have to go to work.

Anyway, your bude Vinny called and asked if you would like to join Annisa, Bea, Pancar and Ardhika to go to Ancol, and you jumped out of the bed when I told you the good news. You took a bath on your own, and when I knocked in to say goodbye, you stood still with your big puzzled eyes:

You: Oh, you are not coming with me to Ancol?

Me: No, honey, I have to go to work

You: Oh, I thought you are coming….

Me: No, honey, I’m sorry…. I didn’t know that you don’t have to go to school today. Otherwise, I would probably have asked for a day off

You: Other kids, are their moms coming?

Me: Yes, honey...

You: So, who will I be with?

Me: Mbak Irah will come and accompany you, don’t worry

You: Oh, okay……

With that, you quietly continued your bath. It looked like you took it quite well, yet I felt so sad and wonder what went on your mind. Honey, I know there is no way mbak Irah can replace me.

And with this posting, I want you to know, that I really wanted to be with you and spend a fun day in Ancol with you. But then again, sometimes – a lot of times – things do not happen as what we want it to be.

Thank you for understanding.

Indonesian Science Festival

You are always amused by science experiments and that's why I took you to PIM this Sunday. Not to shop, but because they are holding the 2007 Indonesian Science Festival. Actually, I wasn't really expecting much, I thought it's just going to be the boring science exhibition. Well, I was wrong!

The booths, though not all were ready for the visitors, displayed and demonstrated science in a very attractive way, especially for children like you. There are a lot of experiments that you can try, so instead of listening to the usual boring explanation, children can try and experience the wonder of science directly. Most of these fun booths were organized by DoctoRabbit.

To me, the most interesting booth was the one where they have this 6 grader student explained about various things that happen in our every day life, from how the wind blows in the morning and at night, how food are processed in our body, how a laser pointer works, to the 9 planets of our galaxy.

I was so impressed by Rizki, a very young scientist, who is a student of SD Cilandak Barat 06. The way he explained things were so clear and interesting. No wonder you spent nearly half hour chatting with him.

This is how science is supposed to be, fun and cool.

Picture shows Rizki explaining about how laser pointer works

The 2007 Indonesian Science Festival is officially held from
13-19 August 2007 at the North Skywalk 1st fl. and North Atrium,
Pondok Indah Mall 2.

Father and Son Day Out

Last week-end, your dad took you to a one-day-cruise to Pulau Ayer. The trip was organized by the Jakarta Toastmasters Club #4067, where your dad serves as the Area Governor.

In case you were wondering why I did not come with you and your dad, here are the reasons.

First, I’m not too keen on traveling by boat. I would enjoy the breezy wind, but since I don’t swim, I might feel uneasy every time the sea gets a bit rough

Second, I’m not so much of a beach-type-of-a-person. I’m not too crazy about getting a sun tan, or riding a banana boat (for a very obvious reason!)

Third, I would like you to spend more time with your dad, without me. So it’s kinda father and son day out

Fourth, I also want to have some time on my own, catching up with my good buddies that I haven’t seen for months

Anyway, it seemed like you really enjoyed the trip, you met a new friend - Rayhan - and won several prizes from the games they organized during the trip. And you were so impressed by the Phinisi that took you to the island. So I guess it was a good day for all of us.

XX

Picture of you and Rayhan, with Phinisi as the backdrop.

The Kite Museum

Another three days to go before you are back to school. I called a few friends and relatives, wondering if they’d like to join us to spend the day. But I guess I was a bit late in calling them and everybody seemed to have their own plan already.

Well, what the heck, we’ll have fun even if it’s only the two of us, won’t we? We decided to go to Museum Layang-Layang - the Kite Museum, in Lebak Bulus area. And it turned out to be worth visiting.

The entrance fee is Rp10 thousand per person, a more reasonable price compared to the National Museum which I think is so under-priced. The tour started off with a video show about various types of kite. Then we went in to the display room that showcases different kind of kites, from different places in Indonesia as well as from other Asian and European countries. And we were amused by the tiniest kite in the world, which was only about 1,5 cm long.

Next, you were given a chance to make your own kite. Kak Hendra, the tour guide, was extremely friendly and helped you made one with Ben10's Ghost Freak and Four Arms drawing on it. We also saw how big kites were made in the small workshop they have.

And we found out that there’s going to be a Kite Festival this week-end in Rancamaya. Sounds like worth going too, isn’t it?

A Client-PR Consultant Conversation

This afternoon, you managed to build up a three stack cards. You were so thrilled, and I hurriedly took a shot of it so that you can show it to your dad later on. And then, we had this funny conversation:

You: Mama, can you arrange so that the picture would appear in the newspaper?
Me: Why would you want that?
You: So that people would know that I managed to make it
Me: Yeah, but why would the papers be interested to publish it?
You: Becoz it’s not an easy job to do, and I can do it
Me: Yeah, but there are a lot of things happening out there, and there are many things that are much more important to be published. You know that the papers have only limited space….

Hahaha, I felt like I was talking to a client. Don’t worry hon, I’m publishing it in our blog. So hopefully, people would know……

My Sweet Little Boy

10.30 pm, we were in the bedroom, and I was occupied with myself, scribbling and surfing the net. Apparently, the cappuccino I had this afternoon was quite strong.

Just then, I noticed that you were also busy with yourself, making something out of an empty yakult bottle, tissue roll, scrap paper and an empty face powder box. I wasn't sure what it is until you explained excitedly that it is a high tech weighing machine and microscope, where you can see the numbers automatically (??). Hmm, okay, another invention….

I went back to my notebook after we talked a bit about what your "new gadget" can do. And then, from the corner of my eyes, I saw you quietly put it away, leaving the playing area neat and clean, before finally settling in for your night sleep.

What a sweet little boy you are! You bring nothing but laughter and cheerfulness. Never nag, never been a hassle, never ask for too much.

And for tonight, this is all you asked for:

“Mama, can I please have a choco sandwich before I go to sleep?”

Sure honey, I’ll get it for you…., right away! It’s always been - and will always be - my pleasure to serve you.

Mommy Gets two "Rockin' Girl Blogger" Awards

Honey, you would never have guessed! Two of the coolest girl bloggers that I personally know - Hanny and Eva - passed me the torch of ‘Rockin’ Girl Blogger" Award. Never thought that cool girls like them would understand what I'm trying to say to you through this blog. Thanks, girls! I’m flattered. Now I get to name five:

Hanny. Can’t help it, I just have to mention her as my first choice. I’ve been a regular silent visitor to her blogs, from her previous Silent Soul to her current Di Sini. I really like her writing style and intriguing stories. Her postings often bring me back the feelings I used to have when I was much younger. Two thumbs up for your blogs, Han.

Eva. Hers is one of the blogs I regularly visit from the early days when I started familiarizing myself with blogging. I enjoyed her previous A Pilgrim for Life as well as her current Chipping-in. Her blog is exactly a reflection of who she is, her postings often about something that no one ever think or ask about. I like her thinking, it makes me think….

Christ. Well, actually, Me, Myself, Personally is not her blog, it belongs to her cute, adorable daughter. But since Amaris Allegra just turned 3 last May, Christ is helping her with the postings ;). What a cool mom she is, and that makes her a rockin’ girl blogger.

Elida, another cool mom blogger (hey, maybe we should start a cool mom blogger award!). Hers is The Madness of MokCikNab, where as described, she shares her motives, movements and melodrama in her life. Everyday events are told in such a way that can either make you chuckle or touched. Check out her posting on Baidura Ahmad, and her story about Ana, in Welcome to My Gubuk.

Last but not least, Riri. With her blog The Absent Minded Cook, we can feel her passion and talent in cooking, something that I’m envious of. She actually started blogging just recently and hasn’t been very active (and I know exactly why!). I hope this rockin’ girl blogger award will encourage her to write more, coz through her writing she can essentially make her passion for cooking contagious

Keep on blogging, girls…. (and cool moms too….). Pass on the torch.

You, in Trans TV

Ok, just for the record, I need to put it here. For the second time, you were featured in a TV program. This time was in Trans TV’s “Good Morning On The Week End”, July 1 2007 edition. They were reporting about how children spent their holiday. One creative way is by learning how to make pizza!

And there you were, with your buddies from Rapid Reader, having fun while putting all the ingredients together. The pizza class took place at Papa Ron’s. There were about 15 children about your age and younger, all looked excited and in high spirit. And you looked so handsome and adorable when together with a friend, being interviewed. You explained about the ingredients and told the reporter that your pizza tastes so yummy!

7 years old, and you already were in two tv programs and one leading newspaper. Not bad, huh? 20 or 30 years from now, you might get interviewed for a different topic:

Legal - if you become a lawyer which I think is so unlikely
Information Technology – emmm, maybe…
Sport – don’t think so
Marketing – possible
Science & invention – potential, you can be a cool scientist

So, let’s get back to this posting when it happens. Let’s see if my guesses were right.

Acquired: Skill Number 2

Learning from my own life, there are several essential skills and abilities that can help you enjoy your life to its fullest. The first three are:
1. swimming
2. riding a bicycle
3. driving a car

Playing with water is always fun, no matter how old you are. And I’m so glad that you have learned the basic, enough, that I don’t have to worry whenever you’re having fun in the pool.

And just about two weeks ago, you proudly told me that you have learned riding the bicycle without the training wheels. You looked so happy and so proud, and that really made me feel like a good mom – even though I wasn’t the one who taught you. I feel like I have succeeded in equipping you with basic, yet important skills that enable you enjoy your childhood. Congratulations honey…..

And for the driving skill, well, I’m not worried. Although you always said that you wouldn’t know how, you still have another 10 years to learn. So, it’s ok hon, plenty of time. For now, being able to swim and ride a two-wheel bicycle are enough to get you all the fun you want.


Picture from http://www.wpclipart.com/transportation/bicycle/bicycle_01.png

Time Machine

This conversation took place in a taxi when we went home from PIM this evening:

You: Jimmy Neutron has a time machine. I want one too…
Me: Why?
You: Well, if I have one, I will let you use it…
Me: What for?
You: You can push the button to make everything goes fast. So you can work faster at the office and finish early
Me: And then?
You: And then you can pick me up from school, every day…..

Hmmm, if that’s the case, yes, I would want one too, honey. But, as I said before, in life, we cannot have everything that we want. We get some, we lose some. But no matter what, let’s just be thankful for the life we have, coz I know for sure, we are among the luckiest people in the world.

Just look around you, people in East Java are losing their homes because of the Lapindo disaster, children in Papua have to walk for hours before reaching their school, and all those construction workers that you see working for the Pondok Indah underpass, they have to leave their family in their hometown to be able to earn money. Not to mention all those babies in the orphanage who don’t have their mom and dad holding them at nights….

So, honey, aren’t we among the luckiest people? Even when we don't have that time machine.

First Grade, Second Semester

You have just finished your second semester evaluation test last week, and thank God, you have done very well. Here’s the result of your test:

Pendidikan Agama Islam: 9.2
PKN: 9.5
IPA: 9.3
Bahasa Indonesia: 9.3
IPS: 8
Bahasa Inggris: 8.8
Matematika: 9.8

And following are some of your answers to the test that I found it quite amusing:

The Question: Apa akibatnya bila tidak ada tata tertib
Your Answer: Hidup akan berantakan

The Question: Mengapa malam hari udara terasa lebih dingin daripada siang hari?
Your Answer: Karena siang hari panas banget

The Question: Mengapa bola lebih mudah bergerak daripada kotak sepatu?
Your Answer: Karena kotak sepatu itu kotak

The Question: Buatlah kalimat sesuai gambar di samping (a picture of a kid singing)
Your Answer: Rudi bernyanyi di rumah dikasih tau ke anggota keluarganya supaya keluarganya senang

I'm actually quite surprised on how the school structure the questions. I feel that some of the questions are not supposed to be for children your age. But what do you know, you can answer it anyway. I guess kids nowadays are way smarter than what they used to be.

And I'm so proud of you.

Muffin and Pie

Your dad was hospitalized for dengue, and when visiting him this afternoon, you asked for the muffin that the hospital served for your dad.

Then, while munching the muffin, you asked me casually:

You: Mama, can you make muffin?
Me: No, honey, I don’t know how
You: What about pie?
Me: I don’t know how to make pie either
You: Mama, you should go to Google
Me: Oh yeah?
You: Yeah, just type ‘how to make muffin and pie', Google will tell you how and you can learn making them
Me: Hmmmm, okay…… (totally speechless)

Picture from www.muffin-paradies.de/image/baeck.gif

Jimbaran, this one's in Ancol

Yesterday was a holiday, and without any plan, we went to Ancol Dreamland. We haven’t been there for quite some time, but you still remember every corner that you have been to.

We got there just in time for lunch, and your dad suggested that we try this resto that he heard about the other day on the radio. Jimbaran Resto is located a bit further away, not far from the Ice World. Unlike the other parts of Ancol where it was packed with people, the beach where Jimbaran is was nice and peaceful.

Though so hot, we decided to sit outside, looking over the calm blue sea and enjoying the breezy wind. The sun shined so brightly that it made a glittery reflection on the sea. And while waiting for the food, you and your dad strolled along the beach, chasing crab and collecting seashell. It was really a lovely sight seeing you laughing and running here and there on a beautiful beach backdrop. And when they start playing the Balinese traditional music, it felt like we were actually in Jimbaran, Bali. It must be more beautiful if we were there in the evening.

Before going home, we stopped by at the old vessel playground near A&W resto, and we bought this power ranger watch. Costs me only Rp15 thousand, but you really have fun and were so proud wearing it. Hmm, I bet you like it as much as you would have like the Ben10 watch that I couldn’t get you.

Mekarsari

Today, you and I and your bude Diana, went to Mekarsari, a modern fruit garden and agrotourism, located in Cibubur. We arrived at about 10.30, went around a bit with our own car before a security guard asked for a dispensation card. Apparently, personal vehicles are not allowed to drive inside the compound.

So, we went back to the front office and bought a ticket for a tour ride around the 264 hectare complex. Our first stop was the melon nursery, where you can actually hand pick the melon of your choice straight from the trees. You were quite thrilled and tried some samples of different kinds of melon. We also stopped at the salak (zalacca palm) nursery, where I bought a kilo of your favorite fruit.

Along the way, we saw several other fruit nurseries, greenhouses and also the Puri Tirto Sari Waterfall Building, some spotted deer and a beautiful, colorful Lotus Garden. There was also an outbound arena where they have flying fox and other stuff. You wanted to stop there but unfortunately it is open only on weekends.

The tour ride took us about an hour, and we were back at the front office just in time for lunch. Thank God they have KFC there, so it was quite convenient for us. Before going home, we bought some merchandise and some other fruits at the fruit store.

All and all, I think Mekarsari is an “ok” place. It’s quite clean and in order, but not as exciting as I expected. But most importantly, you had a good time there. I can tell by the way you keep on talking and giggling along our way home. I’m glad I decided to take another day off today. It’s worth it.

Letting You Decide

I think it is so natural for children like you to stall when they are asked to quit playing and do other things. But I have a very good trick that never fails me: I let you decide when do you want to quit!

Just like today, we spent the day at Circuz Circuz Playground at PIM. I was beginning to get worried when one hour after your usual lunch time, you still refused to quit. So this is what I did. I asked you to determine the time you want to quit. After a tough negotiation, we agreed that you would quit playing 20 minutes later, at.1.30. And it never fails. At 1.29, I showed you the time, and you voluntarily went out from the playground without a fuss.

I use this same trick when you are reluctant to get a bath, refuse to turn off the tv or don’t want to eat up your meal. I think it makes you feel appreciated that you are being involved in the decision making and therefore also learn to honor your own decisions.

The only problem is when you try it on me: “So, mama, what time are you going to get home? At which number the little hand is pointing at…..?” Hahaha, smart kid…..

Don't know what you've got till it's gone...

I found a beautiful posting, while I went blog-walking on this beautiful Sunday morning. It belongs to an RCTI’s reporter who recently launches a semi-biography of Tukul Arwana.

This is what she wrote, in August 2005, one and a half years after her mom is gone:

"Dont know what i've got till it's gone..."

Satu setengah tahun yang lalu Mama ku pergi menghadap Tuhan. Sangat banyak hal2 yang belum sempat aku sampaikan kepadanya....

"Ma...akhirnya ira diterima kerja...ini berkat doa Mama"
"Ma...ini gaji pertama ira ...semuanya hadiah buat Mama aja"
"Ma...ira bentar lagi dapat bonus ..nanti gajian kita jalan-jalan ya"

Juga, pada saatnya nanti, tak bisa lagi aku sampaikan kepadanya...

"Ma...kenalin, ini calon suamiku..."
"Ma...mohon do'a restunya, ira mau menikah..."
"Ma...ini cucu Mama, ajarin ira jadi ibu yang baik seperti Mama ya..."

Arti seorang ibu seperti udara bagi kehidupan manusia. Begitu besar arti kehadirannya... namun seringkali kita tidak menyadari....Sampai saat kita harus kehilangannya

I can perfectly understand how she felt, and I feel so lucky that I still have my mom and dad by my side throughout the important stages of my life. But then, as Ira said, “Begitu besar arti kehadirannya... namun seringkali kita tidak menyadari....”

I guess this is what most children feel about and do to their parents. They love them, they know they should spend more time with them, yet there are a zillion kind of other things to do before they have time to express their love and care, to visit them, to spend time listening to their blabbering stories, or even just to give them a mere “how are you today” phone call.

Hmmm, gotta make that call now…. (after uploading this post…..)

xxx

(Picture of your eyang kakung and eyang putri - reproduced for their 80th birthday in 2004. Isn't she beautiful?)

The Net, now from Home

We now have access to internet from home! No limit access, for only Rp150 thousand per month! Now this is what I call a fantastic deal: with that amount of money, the service is excellent while the access speed is amazing.

So today, we spent the afternoon surfing the net. We visited the sites of all your favorite characters, from Ben 10, Jimmy Neutron, Danny Phantom, Spiderman, Chalk Zone, Totally Spies and many more.

You have also learned to look for information in Google. You even looked for sites that have your name. And there it was, the Wikipedia says that your name can be translated into English as effort, vigor, diligence, and zeal. Hm, isn’t Google wonderful? Isn't the net the most brilliant thing men ever invented?

Being On Your Own

As usual, when I wake up at night and can't go back to sleep, I browse the net from my O2. Last night, my blog-walking brought me to Di Sini, that belongs to my colleague, a young talented writer to be. She wrote a nice posting about my posting.

Just to remind you, she is the one who gave you that dinosaur and alligator eggs that hatched and grew bigger when you put them into water. You were so amused and kept on asking how it could happen. And until now, you still have them in the bathroom, refuse to put it away though they have become so wrinkled.

And just like you, she is also the only child in the family. I once asked her how it felt to be one, does she ever want to have siblings. To my relief, she said she has always enjoyed being the only child, never really feel alone and lonely - something I'm always afraid you would feel. In fact, I think she has become such a creative person because she has a lot of time on her own.

So honey, I hope being the only child will only make you a stronger person. Not always having me around would make you a decisive and creative person, somebody who knows what he wants and is not afraid of taking risks.

But of course, the world is not a place where you can find all answers. So when things are getting too much for you, when you are not sure which door to open, you know you can come to me. I may not be able to give you answers nor direction, but at least I will always be there, and here, for you. That's what a mother is all about.

xxx

Picture taken from here

Story Telling: Who is Telling Who?

Last night was funny. As usual, as soon as I turn off the tv and dim the light, you would shout “tell me a story!”. And I would ask you “What story do you want to hear tonight? Batman? Ben 10? Spiderman?” And last night you wanted a combination of the three characters: Ben10, Jimmy Neutron and Danny Phantom

And so I began: “One day, Ben10, Jimmy Neutron and Danny Phantom were studying in the class room when something happened….,”. And then, before I could say another word, you continued the story for about five minutes, before saying ”Ok, mama, now you tell me the story…” So, I continued with few sentences, before, again, you interrupted with your version. And this happened repeatedly until I felt so sleepy hearing your voice and close my eyes. I fell asleep until you woke me up “Mama, open your eyes and continue the story….” .

Hahaha, I felt it was so funny, as if you were the one who was telling me a bed time story. Hmmm, this is the kind of moments with you that I would always treasure. And you know what, when I am getting really old, I would really like you to tell me a bed time story. I think it would be very nice.

Picture taken from here

Funny Talking Habit

You have this funny habit. When you are sleepy, you become more talkative. You will talk and talk and talk about whatever – a lot of times about silly things that I don’t understand - and then suddenly….., quiet…., you fall into a deep sleep.

Another habit that I found it so amusing is when you pretend to be super heroes, jumping here and there, trying to save the world. You talk so loud and fast while “fighting with the bad guys”, that sometimes the words are just missing, mis-pronounced or not in order. And then you would giggle with your dancing eyes, before we both burst into a good laugh. And I would feel so blessed to have this chance of living each day of my life watching you grow.

Thank you for making my life so meaningful, and full of laughter.

Pop-Up Card

Last night, when I got home from a farewell of a colleague, you showed me your latest artwork: a pop-up card! And you did it all by yourself, just by following the step-by-step shown on a TV program (not sure what it was, but you said it was similar to Faber-Castell – but it’s not)

Your pop-up card showed Four-Arms (one of the super heroes Ben 10 can transform into) at the center, talking to you, standing on his right. You are surrounded by other kids, and I think there’s also a little monster behind you. In front of Four-Arms, there is also another kid – yes, it is a two-dimensional card. I think it was so cute and so smart of you to make it all by yourself.

So what are you going to be when you grow up, honey? An Art Director?

Kartini Day

Today is Kartini Day. What does it mean? To me, it is a reminder that there is no difference – in terms of opportunities – for men and women. Women can – and should - decide for themselves, fight for themselves, and be an independent individual. And for men, I guess it is also a reminder that they should respect women in any way.

And this is what I would like you to be when you grow up, a man who respects women.

But how do you show respect? I believe women want to be listened to, to be trusted, to be understood. Though at times they like to feel that they are being lead, guided and protected, they want to - and should – be an equal partner to men. And when a man can value what a woman want, that’s when he shows respect, and consequently, also earn it.

Trust me, women respect men who respect women.

(pic from here)

Quality Time?

Sometimes I wonder how it feels to be the only child, with a working mother. I remember when I was little, the nicest thing when coming home from school was to find my mom busy in the kitchen preparing my lunch. Until now, I can still feel the warmth of having a hot meal each time I got home.

I can also still vividly remember the family tradition of having afternoon tea. Your grand dad was a civil servant, and he usually got home at 2 pm. So, after having his afternoon nap, we – me and my bros - all got together at the front porch, having tea and warm snacks - fried cassava or banana, or my mom’s specialty, fried lumpia – while talking about the day’s activity.

Now, how can anybody afford having that kind of family tradition nowadays? And this is what you do when you want me to come home early, you draw a picture of a wall clock, pointing at the hour you want me to get home, and ask me to sign on it.

Hmmm, I really hope that what they say about quality time is better than quantity is true.

The Dinosaur Story

Saturday morning, we were watching a Hallmark film with dinosaurs.

You: I want to be a dinosaur, a young dinosaur
Me: Why a young dinosaur?
You: So that nobody would kill me. And you can be a fairy
Me: Why?
You: So that you could save me if somebody wants to kill me….

and then.....

You: But, I want to be a fairy too….
Me: Why?
You: So that I can do magic……
Me: Such as……?
You: Well, with magic, I can have any toy that I want. So that you don’t have to spend anymore money for my toys

(Hmmmm…..)

Anyway, the Hallmark story was about a mother who thought that a dinosaur had eaten up her two children. She was really desperate and wanted revenge by stealing the dinosaur’s eggs. She was so busy finding ways to destroy the eggs that she actually didn’t look for her children at the right place. And just when she was about to destroy the eggs, her children showed up.

Morale of the story: when you are sad, desperate, confused, angry, disappointed, try not to fill up your heart with hatred. It would be hard, but if you do, you might take the wrong decision, and therefore make others feel sad, desperate, confused, angry, disappointed. We certainly don’t wanna make others feel what we don’t wanna feel, do we?

(Pic from here)

Spending Time Together

There was an interesting story in Nickleodeon last night, about a mother who wants to do things with her 12-ish year old daughter. This was their conversation:

Mother: I thought we are going do it together today? You’ve been putting it off for several times

Daughter: Why can’t you just go with your friends? Don’t you have any?

Mother: Well, excuse me for wanting to spend my time with my daughter!

Daughter: And excuse me for wanting to spend my time with my friends!!!

I guess in a few years, we will be facing this kind of situation. I just hope we don’t have to go through that kind of conversation. I will try to understand. I hope you will, too.

(picture from here)

Citos

I believe many would have the same opinion that Citos (Cilandak Town Square) is one of the most convenient place to hang out in Jakarta. I used to come here regularly with a buddy and really enjoyed the day just sipping glasses of cappucinos while surfing the net.

Yes, in addition to its nice, comforting ambiance, what I like most about this place is that we can connect to the net from almost every café. My favourite spot is Mister Bean Coffee, where they have comfortable sofas and a lot of electric plug. This is very important for those who come to browse the net, so they won’t have any problem when their computer battery is down.

So this Sunday morning, I took you to this favorite place of mine. We enjoyed a good breakfast at the Coffee Bean, before moving to Mister Bean ‘cause the Coffee Bean apparently does not have any electric plug for me to charge my Viao (too bad, Coffee Bean, you guys should have thought about this…..).

And on Sundays, Citos usually have a special program for children. Today, there were clowns and a lot of children games and a Lego promotion where they let children play with it. Lego is one of your favorites, so you were really having a good time.

Hmmm, I love this place, it’s a perfect place to spend a lazy Sunday. I’m glad that you like it too.


Picture taken from here

MTV, Is It For You?

I think everybody agrees that TV programs can affect the way you think, they way you act, both in a positive and negative way. That’s why I try to be very careful, yet liberal about it.

When you began watching TV regularly, I only let you watch Disney Playhouse, and sometimes, Disney Channels. Then, when you were nearly 6, I let you watch Cartoon Network and sometimes, Nickleodeon. Some people misunderstands, you know, that as long as it’s cartoons, it’s save for children to watch. Well, I don’t think that’s the case. There are actually a lot of violence even in cartoons.

But as you get older, it will be more difficult for me to make restriction on what to and not to watch. That’s why whenever I’m home, we always watch the TV together, and I try to explain about the scene whenever I feel I need to. Usually, you just said ignorantly “yeah, yeah, I know, it’s only on TV…….”. Well, at least I tried.

These past few days, however, I notice that you began to stop clicking the channels at MTV. You seem to enjoy the music and the programs where people do silly things. I’m not sure if it’s a good thing, but I let you watch it anyway. In fact, I think it would be better if we watch it together, rather than you watch it when I’m not around. You know, sometimes people keep on doing something just because they get more curious (of the reason why they are not being allowed to do it). And I don’t want that to happen to you.

Anyway, I can perfectly understand when you want to watch Cartoon Network or Nickelodeon, but MTV……, with all those sexy music shows and wacky programs? Aren’t you too young to enjoy it?

The Ben 10 Watch

I’m sorry, honey, the Ben 10 watch that I promised to get you if you have good grades is sold out every where. Even Tante Shilla couldn’t get it in Singapore. Apparently it is such an “in” thing.

You have been asking for this thing since about 2 weeks ago. Some of your friends, including your best friend Rafi, already got it. And it was sooo cool you said. Just like in the TV series, with that watch you can make-believe that you transform into a super hero just by pushing the button, either to be xlr8, canon bolt, upgrade, fourarms, ghost freak, diamond head, heat blast, grey matter, stinkfly, rip jaws, wild mutt, wild fin (what strange names they have…!!!)

So I told you, I would buy it for you as a reward if you manage to have good grades in your mid semester test. And you made it! You called me on my cell when the results was announced. “Mama, I have 9.8 for math, 9.5 for English, 9.2 for Bahasa, but only 8 for science….,” you said excitedly. Well, what do you know, it is a much better result than the last mid-test. Unfortunately, the watch is sold out everywhere. I know you are so disappointed.

But honey, in life, there will be disappointments. Things will not always turn out as what we want to. And when this happen, there is nothing we can do but make the best of what we have, be grateful of what we have. Don’t loose hope though, who knows, the best is yet to come.

Just like in your case. I really want to keep my promise for getting you that Ben 10 watch. But since it is nowhere to be bought, I was thinking to buy you the Ben 10 character instead. It will cost me twice the watch……, so…., I don’t know….., I haven’t decided yet…..

PlayStation

You are always good at making stuff, and very creative too. Yesterday, when I got home, I found you with something that I first couldn’t figure out what. But when you hold it in the proper way, I couldn’t help but smile, a make-believe-play station!

You know that I wouldn’t buy you that game, yet. You never really whine for it, but I know that you actually want it, very much. Hence, this silly make-believe-playstation, made from two plastic photo frames (got them as a game prize in my last office away day), complete with a cable that you can plug into the TV.

I think there is still a controversy on whether this kind of game is good for kids your age. I once read a child expert (Kak Seto if I’m not mistaken) commenting that playstation can actually bring a positive impact, because it involves strategy and quick decision. But of course, as long as the kids are not addicted to it.

And now, there is this new kind of playstation at a quite reasonable price, Rp399 thousand. The game comes in various cartoon character version, such as the Hot Wheels, Avatar, and many more. Toy City and Metro display this new version of playstation at strategic spots and kids are allowed to try and play that game. In fact, just this afternoon, you spent almost an hour at Toy City playing that game (it was the Avatar version, your fave).

Seeing how much fun you had when playing that game actually makes me so tempted to buy it for you. But I’m not sure that you will not get addicted. And you know I will not always be around to remind you to stop if you are playing the game for too long. So until I am absolutely sure that I can trust you with that game, I will not buy it for you. I hope you don’t mind. (I still think your make-believe-playstation is so cute though……)

My Blog, Your Blog

I started this blog since August 2006 for two months, then I stopped for about 6 months, and decided to get active again on your 7th birthday last March. Since my first posting, I haven’t really told anybody that I have this blog, mainly because I think this is a very personal thing, from me to you.

But two of my trusted friends told me that I should share this blog. She wrote on her blog, “I saw her blog. I can perfectly understand how personal it is to her. In fact, I can say it is so beautifully personal. From a mother to a child. I can feel the emotion. The abundance of love.” The other friend said that I should go public and that he would link it to his blog. Well, thanks for the encouragement, guys, now I feel like I want to share it to the rest of the world.

Anyway, about a week ago, just before your bed time, I have explained to you about this blog and why I started it. We were looking at this site from my O2, and you were really excited to see your pictures and some of your favorite cartoon characters in it. And I was really touched when you tried to read some of the posting out loud. Your comments to this blog was that I should have put more cartoon characters (hahaha…, this is so you….).

I just hope that this blog – our blog - will be what it meant to be, to warm up your heart and cool-off the burning questions you may never find the answers. When you are old enough to write, I certainly would like to see you chipping-in as well. Can’t wait for that moment to come…..

Bending the Rules

Last week, I came to your school to see you practicing soccer. It was really fun watching you running here and there, having a good time with all your friends. And you glanced at me every now and then, as if to ensure that I was watching all your silly actions.

When I knew that your time to practice was over, I asked you to go home. You were stalling for some time and when you finally agreed, you told me that you need to tell your coach that you are going off. Fine, I thought, that was a very polite thing to do. I’m proud that you are actually doing what you are taught in good manner. However, your coach was busy being the referee for another game. And despite your attempts to get his attention, he didn’t notice that you were asking permission to leave.

And so I told you that it’s ok to go home without telling the coach. You insisted, “I have to tell the coach that I’m going home. Otherwise, how would he know? What if he were looking for me? I have to tell him first, mama. That’s the rule”.

Now, how do you draw the line on exceptions for rules that you have been taught? It must be difficult for you to understand that sometimes it is okay to bend the rule a bit for a good reason. For you, it’s either good or bad, right or wrong, white or black There is no such thing as “Yeah, that’s the rule…., but…..”, as what we, adults, often say.

Unfortunately, as you get older, you will be facing this kind of situation more often. There will be times when you know what you are supposed to do, but it would be better not to do it. Or you know that it is not a nice thing to do, but you got to do it anyway. All for a greater good. But then again, how do you draw the line?

I guess only a wise person can draw the line properly and only time can teach you to become a wise person. Until then, you might just have to follow your heart and learn from your mistakes.

(picture shows you were waiting to get a chance to talk to your coach)

Comics

I think you have just begun to like reading comics. I bought you comics before -Batman, Cars - but you did not seem to be too interested. After flipping a few pages, usually you just let it lying there.

But with the one you bought last week end, I can feel the difference. It was a comic on Avatar, The Legend of Aang. The size is quite handy, with colorful pictures.

You began reading it as soon as we paid for it. You kept on reading it on the car, and you read it again before going to sleep. And yesterday, when we went to the mall, you brought it with you and you just sat down reading it whenever possible. You told me what the story was all about, and you asked me to buy you the second series.

I wonder though, whether comics are good for kids your age. Some people said that comics are good as an introductory to the habit of reading. The colorful pictures will make kids like you enjoy the book and eventually, enjoy reading. But other people said that it makes kids lazy to read real books, because with comics, they can tell the story just by reading it a bit and looking at the pictures.

Hm, I wonder whether there is a study on this issue.

About Death

Chrisye, the Indonesian music legend, passed away at 4 am today. He died because of lung cancer. Probably because he smoked too much

Our first conversation about death took place when you were about 4 years old, not long after we watched Lion King, where Mufasa died. So I told you that every man on earth will die some day. And you looked worried.

You: So you are going to die too?
Me: Yes, honey
You: But I don’t want you to die!!
Me: Well I hope I’m not going to die soon….. I will die when I am old
You: Old, like eyang?
Me: Yes, honey
You: So how come eyang has not died yet?

(I paused, half smiling, half confused, not sure how to answer that naive question tactically)

Me: Well, eyang is still in a good health condition at the moment, so nobody’s going to die soon
You: Ok, but, mama, you cannot die!!! I don’t want to sleep on my own!
Me: So, when are you going to be ready to sleep on your own?
You: Not in a thousand years……

So, honey, someday, I will be gone too. And when that time comes, I want you to remember me as a fun person, not just somebody that you can always confide on anything, but also a buddy that you can talk about silly things. A wise mother who gives you a freedom to be what you want to be. I believe you will be a fine young man, not because I’m there by your side, but just because you are. I just hope I will be given a chance to see what a fine man you turn out to be.

The Crocs Sandals

Your old sandal was broken and it gave me a reason to buy you a new one (of course!). Well, actually I have been meaning to buy you this Crocs sandals for some time. It is supposed to be so trendy and fashionable these days that even the Hollywood celebrities are wearing it (so they say….). However, I wasn’t actually sure that you would like it, because shape wise, I think it was quite unusual.

But to my delight, you want it as soon as you try it on. So I guess, it is not just fashionable but also comfortable, knowing how fussy you are when it comes to shoes and sandals. It also looks sturdy and easy to clean – two things I should consider when buying things for you. So there goes Rp350 thousand from my purse (quite pricey for a kid’s sandal, huh?), and Rp30 thousand for the accessories to go with it. But I know it is worth it, coz you even insisted on wearing it right after we paid, for the rest of our stroll at our favorite mall, the Pondok Indah Mall.

What really makes me smile is that, your sandal size has actually reached the number of my size (37/38). Wow, you have really grown, my dear! And with this Crocs design that is meant for both boys and girls, I get a chance to wear it too! Hahaha, and I thought I would never have a chance to exchange wearing things with my kid, since you are a boy. Hm, exchanging things to wear makes me feel that we are buddies.

Thanks, Crocs.

A Visit To The National Museum

This might be a bit late, but I think I need to put it here as a record. After all, not every kid has the opportunity to have their picture featured in Kompas, the number one daily in the country.

Yes, the picture here is your picture, with your cousin Annisa, when we were visiting Museum Nasional (also known as Musium Gajah, because of the big elephant statue in front of the building), during your school holiday last January 2007. I think it was the last day of your school holiday, and I haven’t really taken you anywhere. So, I took a day off but wasn’t sure where to take you…., and suddenly, the idea popped up, why not go to the National Museum and also the National Monument? And to my surprise, you were really enjoying your tour!

The tour guide at the Museum was very friendly and really tried to make the tour interesting for kids like you. However, the questions you kept on asking were “Why is this thing broken? Why is this thing not mended properly? Why is there no lamp in this room?”. I couldn’t help but smile. You were not really interested in the things they displayed there, but more to the orderly of the museum. And it was the National Museum that we are supposed to be proud of.

Come to think of it, we shouldn’t be too surprised. You know how much they charge for the entrance fee? Rp750,- for adults and Rp250,- for children under 17!!! Cheaper than the parking fee! I think they put it low so that people will not be hesitant to come and visit. But you know how our people are, the more you pay, the more you appreciate and the less you pay, the less you appreciate. So, I don’t think it works. If we were to pay higher (I’m sure tourists wouldn’t mind paying a bit more), they can use the money to mend the museum more properly, have more tour guides, adding more collection and perhaps have a good promotion program that will make the museums a more popular place to visit.

What do you say?

I Will Make It For You

This conversation took place when we watch Jimmy Neutron , on a lazy Sunday afternoon

You: Mama, I wanna have a lab like Jimmy Neutron
Me: What kind of lab?
You: Well, I wanna have a little house where there is an underground floor, and there is where my lab would be
Me: What do you wanna do in your lab?
You: I wanna make inventions
Me: What kind of inventions?
You: I dunno, I haven't done it yet. But you can tell me whatever you want, and I'll make it for you

Awww..., isn't that sweet....

Silly Dreamer

We were watching Strawberry Shortcake, The Sweetdreams Movie at Disney Channel yesterday. The story was about good vs bad dreams. And Strawberry sang a beautiful song, something like this:

Silly dreamer
You can always dream with open eyes
It's never silly to believe you can make all your dreams come true
Have a sweet dream through the night
And with the morning light
You can make your dreams come true
Your heart is where your dreams come from
Whenever you need to dream, just look into your heart

After awhile, thinking that you must have a lot of big dreams, I asked you:
Me: So, honey, what are your dreams?
You: I just want to have a Ben Ten watch, the original one, and also the Ben Ten gun, and the swords. I want all the cool stuff

Hmmm, too much watching Ben 10 movies…..

Old Train Ride

Last week-end, I went to Losari Coffee Plantation Resort & Spa, for my office annual outing. It was a beautiful place, so beautiful that I’m lost of words. I was away for two nights and was actually worried that you would cry again like the last time I went to Surabaya and Semarang.

But when I gave you a call on the first day I was away, it sounded like you were just as cheerful as ever. “Yeah, yeah…., I know that you are going to be away for two nights….,” that’s all you said. Hmm, to be honest, I was actually disappointed that you didn’t seem to miss me at all. Oh, well, I guess you have become a big guy now.

The most exciting thing while I was there was when we went on an old train ride. And I kept on thinking about you, ‘cause I knew you would be gone crazy on that train. The train was so chic, the scenery was breath taking, and the sun was shining while the wind was breezy. I promise you that someday, we will spend a holiday at Losari and ride that ol’ train together. It would be just like what the sign on the train says: “It takes only one hour. But the memory of your railway mountain tour will last forever”.

It’s going to be a joy ride, just like what our life would always be…..