Happy first day school!

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                                                                                                                           11th March, 2014
Dear Dechen,

You started your school from yesterday. You were excited by the school having swings, see-saw and playhouse. You thought it was a park. Once you were inside, when your carer took out the toys, you asked her, ‘oothu sho hang ya?’ (what is this?) picking up one toy after another. You were lucky that she spoke Sharchop.

I scribbled a small letter to you as soon as I got home, wishing that you would have the spirit of Masha, our favourite character. And really darling, I hope you will learn all the good things and I believe you have now begun the journey to shaping yourself for the world that is. I don’t want to force you into choosing anything that you don’t want to – and I really, really want to give you a chance to grasp what you like, and become what you want to be, building up on your own inherent talent, instead of forcing my beliefs on you. But that doesn’t mean I would love to see you growing up to be an immoral, dishonest, or insincere person. Though, the definitions of all these will depend on individual perceptions and beliefs, there does exist a stable, common basis of what is good and bad and I do hope that you will come to see them without too much difference from me.

You have repeatedly told us (your daddy and me) that you would like to go to school and yesterday was the day finally! As of now, you do seem to like it. Hopefully, you will not get tired of it. My earnest hope is that, it will be a school that will educate you in the best sense.

When I picked you up from school yesterday afternoon, it suddenly felt like you have grown up so much. It gave me a mixed feeling and I for a moment wished things stood still! But of course, we must all grow up!

I love you, and may you go far!
Love, Mum

Comments

Dumcho's NOTEBOOK said…
Excited to learn a loving mother crafting the memories in her page so that her beautiful Dechen can one day read through the lines.
Hope she enjoy the schooling days.
God Bless her.
March 12, 2014 at 11:17 AM
Kuenza said…
Thank you Dumcho Wangdi. It encourages me to see that there are people who read what I write, which may bring some positive effect, however small.
March 12, 2014 at 11:22 AM
Anonymous said…
Good going, both mom n baby. Your daughter will grow up to be a fine person.

My daughter calls me up today to say she will not go to school cos " madam gi kong gana jang". Now that's one lie I hope she will not cook all the time.

We do have one common moment to look back in life. It would be worth cherishing. Best of luck :)

KDA
March 12, 2014 at 4:52 PM
Anonymous said…
Good going, both mom n baby. Your daughter will grow up to be a fine person.

My daughter calls me up today to say she will not go to school cos " madam gi kong gana jang". Now that's one lie I hope she will not cook all the time.

We do have one common moment to look back in life. It would be worth cherishing. Best of luck :)

KDA

PS: your catchpa stuff is terrible. Maybe u can undo it, afterall u have enabled comment moderation.
March 12, 2014 at 4:58 PM
Kuenza said…
Kezang, I don't think children as young as them lie. They are not tainted that way yet. I heard other parents talk about their children bringing such complaints. Not being professional carers, and most of them not yet being parents, I am sure they lose patience and sometime spank them.
March 12, 2014 at 5:00 PM
Kuenza said…
Disabled. Hopefully it worked.
March 12, 2014 at 5:04 PM
Anonymous said…
I think so. If this comes through then u ll have successfully disabled it cos I m not going to stumble on that captcha/catchpa/chakpa stuffs ;p.
Take care luv. C ya.
March 12, 2014 at 5:33 PM
Kuenza said…
I was surprised. Last night even Dechen told me, 'Madam gi kong la.' And she said, madam gi kong ne 'teeth kai yi showa.' I just hope she was making it up.
March 13, 2014 at 8:52 AM
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