Parenting skills

Few weeks ago I went to the International Book Fair at PWTC. Lots of book stalls but I love gila-gila stall the most. Ok aku tatau apa nama sebenar stall dia tapi dia jual gila-gila lah, the magazine you know. For sure you knowlahhh.

The reason? I got sexcited seeing buku [buku ke?] compilation lah kot is more like it , compilation stories of Tiga dara pingitan, aku budak minang and others yang sezaman dengannya. Oh not to forget From Taiping with Love. I loveeeee gila-gila back then dan sangat menunggu edisi bumper raya mereka.

But not anymore. Skang tak best dah ok.

Ehem. That’s not my point [as usual]. The were two incidents happened during that day yang aku ingat sampai hari ni, terngiang-ngiang dekat telinga.

One
I was walking in the midst on the busy crowd, trying to find my way out sebab dada aku dah sesak dan lemas. I hateeeeee packed places. Tiba-tiba seorang jejaka menegurku

Dia: Ni anak dah berapa ni? *sambil mengangkat kening.

Apa ke babi sangat soalan kau ni? Adakah badan aku dah out gila sampai kau tanya macam tu?

I looked at him in anger then I realised he was holding a brochure, buku kanak-kanak. Oh jual buku budak-budak rupanya.

Kau ni kurang ajarla, kalau ye pon nak jual buku tanyala elok-elok bodoh. Ni tak tetibe je tanya “Ni anak dah berapa?” Apa kau ingat wanita-wanita cas cun semalaysia nak beli ke buku kau dengan soalan sebegitu?

Ikutla macam kawan kau sorang lagi tanya “Kak, are you a parent?”. Takdela aku rasa nak letupkan kepala orang di khalayak ramai.

Ngok.

Two

A lady was browsing  a book at a booth that belong to a private university. She had two children, a daughter and a son.

Lady: You know, I will give my children freedom to do study whatever and wherever they want. I will not force them tapi I nasihat sikit-sikitlah
Penjaga booth:*Say something that I cannot remember

Lady: I always want them to got to your university. I myself go to private university, I don’t believe in local uni. Everytime I passed your place I will keep telling myself “My children will go here some day”
Penjaga booth: *Say something bla..bla

Lady: I am very strict with my children. I will not answer or entertain them if they speak in Bahasa Melayu to me. I will not tolerate that! *Memuncungkan bibir yang pink

Aku yang dekat tepi menyibuk dengar ni macam..WTF?

First of all, what did she mean by saying “I will give my children to study whatever or wherever they want” when she actually dah nak sangat anak-anak dia masuk private uni itu? No need to push that you are such an understanding parentslah if you are not. Sheesh

Secondly, wah bangganya kau kasi tau orang kau tak nak anak kau cakap melayu. Apasalla? Mata dia boleh tukar jadi biru ke kalau cakap English hari-hari? Come on, I have friends who speaks good english tapi balik rumah cakap neghori, cakap Kelantan. Takde masalah pon?

Ok, I understand her concern tapi you don’t have to announce it to the whole world kan? I just don’t get parents who like to to shout “I am such a  good parent! Look at me! Look at meeeeeee”

If you are good, your kids will turn out great. As simple as that.

Plus, I think every parents are good parents. Surely they will try to give the best to their kid kan? Tak tahulah pulak aku kalau ada orang bila dapat anak berazam

“Dah besar nanti, biarlah anak aku jadi bohsia jangan pilih jalan hitam”

Eh, siapa dah tengok cerita tu?

Aku dah tengok trailer dia. Macam sial.

Tagged as: Kuala Lumpur Book Fair, parents