[10:19:00 PM]
Ramadan is over..
can you believe it?
i mean it was that fast..
i think this ramadan was the most unfulfilled one..
i did not get the 27th.. sadly
i am very sure its Allah's plan..
i mean everything is His..
but this is probably the most meticulous of all..
He surely is getting some joy out of my utter disappointment..
and worst of all.. i had a real bad feeling i was gona end up missing it!!
sighs..
but otherwise..
Ramadan went so fast..
the weather was ridiculously hot..
many patient testers were around..
and its not only me!
i was talking to a teacher/AED who was more than glad to agree with me..
honestly..
its the weather..
first time i had to drag my feet to taraweeh.
and im usually hopping and running to the mosque coz i love taraweeh..
so yes..
this ramadan was testy..
on another note..
about the cute boy who said he loves me..
we had a school visit..
i gave a class talk
the kid wanted to sit in..
for him it was a moment to gloat about..
miss aneesa is talking about me..
all about me and only about me..
it was a strange moment..
coz here i was painting a bleak picture to the class of 7 year olds..
about his condition and how it affects him..
and y is he special and how come he walks differently..
and there he was shouting random comments on how fast he can run
and how excited he is..
soon the class was asked about him
and an unanimous chorus about how mean he is..
how he loves to shout and distract the rest..
how he grabs his classmates worksheets and laughs..
how he is a great distraction..
( to which he was in great denial; after all they shouted too)
when they were prompted about his better qualities
a voice boomed that there were none to share...
the kid was quiet during this duration..
then a girl piped: he is a great friend, he befriended me
and then another followed suit. he said that the kid was taught by him
the kid was grinning and was glad.
i told him to promise that he will behave
and he promised in front of his whole class
someone shouted that he will not keep to his promise..
the class was then made to promise that they will remind him of his promise if he were to forget
a pinky promise was then made..
a boy behind then tapped the kid
"J," he said
"lets promise not to shout"
the two little fingers intertwined as a seal
a mark of a new beginning
a smile a spark a sidekick
the kid then turned to me..
in a failed attempt to whisper..
"Ms aneesa ive got a friend now"
accompanied with a sheepish grin
my heart started to glow..
he's got a new pal oh ya..
and all thanks to me..
and of course the Man up there..
we continued..
the talk about the kid..
at the end of the session..
i opened the floor for qns.
a boy then asked..
why was the kid like this..
i tried to explain..
" he is born a bit earlier you see"
then a girl nodded her head..
"yes he is 8 while we are only 7"
i started to grin in amusement..
but had to clarify
"we need to be in our mum's tummy for 9 months..
but J came out earlier..
around 8 months or so.."
a few bobbing heads..
more puzzled faces..
i left it at that..
then the kid said..
in a hushed tone..
"why me.. why am I like that?"
"I don't like being this way"
i had nothing to say..
pursed my lips in dismay..
how can i answer the question..
indeed why is he this way..
a couple of weeks later..
i went to the kid's home for therapy..
he jumped and was quick to tell me..
that the promise was not broken..
and he had 5 best friends now..
when i asked how many he had before..
he said oh well then it was a zero
but tomorrow it'll be 3 more..
i grinned and said alright..
tomorrow youll get 3 more..
i'm loving it..=)
oh at least thats what i thought..
till i went to his school again
and they told me that he hadn't changed..
the devil now had a weapon
"ms aneesa said everyone promised to be my friend"
thats his tag line now..
his halo is no longer there..
and now i know the cunning kid..
filling me with words that he knew i wanted to hear..
not entirely false..
but surely its a crime..
for a kid to twist the words
of his therapist, anytime..
hmmm..
i don't know if to laugh out loud
or burst into flame..
at the marvelous darling
who just isn't sane..
the way he smiles..
and combs his mane..
how can an 8 year old be this way?
its the disability that has taught him well
to fend himself..
nonetheless he is my cute angel
with his devil tail and horn..
till next time..
and yes..
glad tidings i hear..
hope all goes well..
my dear..
all is forgiven and truly forgotten..
indeed a new chapter has begun..
indeed i see the wisdom..
after all who can judge the Master of planners..
for He has calculated the steps that we had only taught of taking.
truly the Almighty is Great..
SPArkling
SMile