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Ever since Nunu's been exposed to concept of death with the passing of two members in our family, we've had a few interesting conversation about it. Like most first time moms trying to get into their kids heads, I asked her what she thinks if I 'pass away' (the term we're using for death/dead/mati - politically correct or not?)
She said, no I cannot die. I explained to her that everybody will die sooner or later, the matter is when and how. It appeared like a depressing issue, but I could see in her eyes something was going on in her pretty little head.
"OK, you can pass away, but Nuha 'korek tanah' and 'baca doa' for Momma."
I was dumbfounded by her answer, but it was totally innocent! We got into even more serious discussion, but ultimately got silly and fooled around with some cheap plastic water guns and played dead.
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We hardly have newspapers around the house, and the channels are perpetually rotating between Playhouse Disney, Nickelodeon and Starworld. So when I have the chance to read some Kosmo at MIL's, I usually pore over a week's worth of news.
I was engrossed with what was happening in Gaza when Nunu came whizzing by with a plastic bike and screeched to a halt. "Ma, ape tu?!" she asked pointing at some disturbing photos. So I told her that their homes were bombed by some bad people and some kids 'passed away'. As I was getting into the concept of wars, terrorism and suffering, I saw that she couldn't tear her eyes off the images of the slain children, fingering and tracing the blood on their small bodies. Very quiet. So I kept quiet too.
And each time she sees me with a newspaper, she'd ask to see those photos again.
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Moms out there, have you done this before? I've talked to several people and they say their moms have done this to them at least once.
I have just finished Maghrib prayers, but I kept my telekung on so that I can wait for Isya'. Thinking that I can get a quick shut eye, I climbed on the bed and rested. Nunu came inside the room and saw me on the bed, lying very stiff and tried to wake me up. An evil thought sprung, a little prank took over my mind, and I purposely kept still until she panicked and howled and kissed my face all over and promised to be a good girl if I didn't 'pass away'.
Bless that child, but when she misbehaves, I'll remind her of that promise.
She said, no I cannot die. I explained to her that everybody will die sooner or later, the matter is when and how. It appeared like a depressing issue, but I could see in her eyes something was going on in her pretty little head.
"OK, you can pass away, but Nuha 'korek tanah' and 'baca doa' for Momma."
I was dumbfounded by her answer, but it was totally innocent! We got into even more serious discussion, but ultimately got silly and fooled around with some cheap plastic water guns and played dead.
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We hardly have newspapers around the house, and the channels are perpetually rotating between Playhouse Disney, Nickelodeon and Starworld. So when I have the chance to read some Kosmo at MIL's, I usually pore over a week's worth of news.
I was engrossed with what was happening in Gaza when Nunu came whizzing by with a plastic bike and screeched to a halt. "Ma, ape tu?!" she asked pointing at some disturbing photos. So I told her that their homes were bombed by some bad people and some kids 'passed away'. As I was getting into the concept of wars, terrorism and suffering, I saw that she couldn't tear her eyes off the images of the slain children, fingering and tracing the blood on their small bodies. Very quiet. So I kept quiet too.
And each time she sees me with a newspaper, she'd ask to see those photos again.
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Moms out there, have you done this before? I've talked to several people and they say their moms have done this to them at least once.
I have just finished Maghrib prayers, but I kept my telekung on so that I can wait for Isya'. Thinking that I can get a quick shut eye, I climbed on the bed and rested. Nunu came inside the room and saw me on the bed, lying very stiff and tried to wake me up. An evil thought sprung, a little prank took over my mind, and I purposely kept still until she panicked and howled and kissed my face all over and promised to be a good girl if I didn't 'pass away'.
Bless that child, but when she misbehaves, I'll remind her of that promise.
8 comments:
LOL! (reading the 3rd story). Kesian Nunu..
clever girl, your nunu. blum ada chance lagi nak discuss about death with the kids. Probably I'll do what you did. but definitely not a plesant subject to talk about.
Hey, i don't know you're aware but something's not right with your blog la. I can't read it cause the background is white and the font is almost the same shade! I'm sure it's not supposed to be that way... maybe your background doesn't load or something. I missed a few postings oredi!!
GULP. it's a depressing subject on its own, without having to explain it to a toddler. i don't know what i'll do if i was in the same situation.
but good deal jugak kan, she promises to be good hehehe.
Update: Dah boleh baca dah hehe! Your background took forever to load on my pc yg mmg terkenal dgn kelembapannya (hubby selalu komplen). Nice background!
My mom always play dead with us too when we were younger. I think it's a good way to play with the kids while having a downtime.. haha..
dyanna, when you have a child of your own nanti, i'm sure you'll get the urge to do the same :)
jo, the opportunity would come later. to us it came quite naturally, but i'm glad it went well, and she doesn't seem traumatized. i think :)
yan, to me it didn't seem that difficult, prolly coz I'm a bit morbid myself. eleh, macam betul nak jadi 'good'!
nin, thnks! time for a new lappie? belik from i bleh? i got sell, got apple, compaq, dell, sony, mcm2 ada :)
nik, see i told'ya moms do this all the time! hahaha nanti bila amir dah besar and notty, can use this trick eh?
anne, i dont blame u.. i'm the same! are we too morbid, u think...?
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