Today seems to be a special day to me. I recalled the date that I finished the 10-day-course of training 11 years ago. At that time, I was still in Kluang, received the letter of posting to report duty in Putrajaya. The guy who sent me off was still a student. 11 years later, I'm still here, calmer. Life has been very very kind to us despite its fair share of ups and downs.
The kids skipped daycare for the past two days and went to office with me. The happiest boys they were, turning my room upside down. They got the teachers some coffee while picking the baby sister up yesterday. Coincidentally, their most favourite teacher who was off for a month has come back and was waiting at the gate, the boys got off the car and went to hug her. Both boys were smiling sheepishly. She must be very motherly that the boys kept repeating "I miss Teacher Cheryl" when she was off. Now that she is back, the routine will continue.
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