Today a lot happened. In the morning, I received a call from Ihsan's headteacher, Mrs Lyon regarding his or rather our decison, not to join the Christmas performance. I was asked to see her at 3 p.m. I consulted a good friend of mine, ust midah, because her daugther also attends the same school. We decided to meet Mrs Lyon together.
At 3, we met her and she seemed concerned with my decision of not allowing ihsan to participate. I got the impression that she wanted ihsan to join in, citing the excuse that other Muslim children are doing it. You see, the main problem was the discrepancy between us muslims, some parents allow their children to take part in such religious performances (e.g Christmas, Easter celewbration) while others like us, do not. The meeting did not manage resovle anything as it she had other important matters to attend to. We would have to see her again on Wednesday. *sigh*
On the way back from the meeting, the three of us (me, ustazah midah and hubby) decided to call for a meeting for parents whose children are involved in the Christmas presentation. Tonite, most parents came and have unanimously agreed that their children cannot take part in religiously inclined activities.
On a different note, Iman developed rashes all over his body and he can't stop scratching himself throughout the night. Farah pulak, for the past two nights, has been coughing while sleeping and as a result, ermmm you guess it, muntah lah...Yuk slimey and yellowish substance..... Kesian princess ummi. The smallest member of the family, Fatihah has started coughing with a worrying deep crackling sound. Ihsan, so far, alhamdulillah... It's the weather. It's making everybody sick. Even kakngah...she is downwith a cold and sore throat.
Bad news. Another two fish died today. They were iman's. But he was too distrcated by his itching rashes to pay much attention to his dead fish. I'll have to fish them out and flushed them down the toilet. Yes, again....We found out who the culprit was, the one that has been attacking the fish in the tank. It was baby (Fatihah's fish). She has been aggressively attacking the other fish and something needs to be done. I might take her out of the tank. But where to put her? Flushed her down the toilet...ermm tempting! Tapi sian Fatihah kan, the fish is hers!
Another troubling news. I received the much awaited nerve wrecking mind boggling sleep depriving temper flaring email from Diane. Die lah.... nervous giler. InsyaAllah everything will be okay. Please dua for me...
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