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Sunday, July 11, 2010

She's Mine!

When The Daughter came home rolling her eyes and flapping her arms over the copious amounts of teasing she was getting in school... my mind went back 13 years to the first time The Daughter encountered boy trouble.

Now, mind you, I wasn't there to see it happen. I am only recounting what The Teacher told me, in between holding her stomach from laughing too much.

Back then, The Daughter was all of 3 years old plus a bit. She wasn't even completely toilet-trained and often had accidents at school which necessitated the daily provision of an extra pair of fluffy undies. Anyway, at school, she was given a seat between two young gentlemen of good family.

Hafiq was the more gregarious one. He made friends with her from Day One, often providing interesting gifts in the form of sticks, stones, dried leaves and other odds and ends within his means. A most generous young gentleman.

Ismail was rather more self-effacing and reserved. He took his time to observe the young lady seated next to him. After about 4 months into their acquaintance, he decided that he liked what he saw. Being rather a boy of few words, little Ismail made his interest known with an interesting action. He pulled The Daughter's chair right up next to his, so that they could both sit near each other.

The sweet gesture did not escape the notice of Hafiq, who promptly upped himself off his chair and re-positioned The Daughter's chair right next to his own. For a while, 2 grim-faced young gentlemen pulled a certain chair back and forth between themselves. Now, it wouldn't have been so funny if The Daughter hadn't been all that time ON the aforementioned chair.

Young Hafiq, being a young person of great drive and action, escalated the proceedings. Fixing his rival Ismail with a baleful stare, he walked over grabbed his head and took a big bite outta Ismail's left cheek.

All hell broke loose. Children from other tables leapt into the fray... took sides and yelled at each other. The Daughter, all of 3 years old and not yet toilet-trained began to wail.

Little Sean, seated at another table, comes over and gives The Daughter a comforting hug. "Now, now... don't you cry." With tear streaked cheeks and eyes glistening with tears, The Daughter smiles and falls in love.

For the rest of her preschool career, she declared that she would marry Sean when she grew up.

9 comments:

Fresh Fry aka 福星 said...

AWESOME movie/sitcom script this will make!! WOOHOO!!! *WIDE GRIN*

sneaky is Sean, i bet he'd be some corporate bigshot in future. ngiak ngiak ngiak. =P

petunialee said...

Teehee! More stories await!! There was A LOT of boy trouble back then!!

Fresh Fry aka 福星 said...

hurry + post!!

Blur Ting said...

So cute! Now, where is the Seanny boy now? Are they still in touch?

petunialee said...

Fry - Wait! Slowly....

petunialee said...

Ting - Nope! We dunno where he is.

Malar said...

This is really funny! heehhee... Hope Sean is not holding own your daughter's word! ;-))

petunialee said...

Malar - Teehee!! It was HILARIOUS! There were 3 teachers present when I was told... and all 3 were laughing so much they didn't look like teachers any more!!

Anonymous said...

So cute!