Leave me alone, just don’t LOVE me no more..
I love to jog in the playground in the evenings (or sometimes in the mornings). I’ll do my best to arrange my time so that I can jog at least two to three times weekly. Even a brisk walk will do, as long as Ethan and I are able to get some fresh air and sunshine. Working out makes me feel sexy within :D But there’s ONE thing I dislike about exercising in the playground…
LOVE grass! I totally HATE them! Look at my socks!
Well, LOVE grass used to be my MAJOR concern going to the playground but what happened a couple of days ago really made me mad. I was chaperoning Ethan and my neighbour’s 3 kids playing sand on the playground. Remember I blogged about them loving the sand there? Read about it here if you don’t.
As the kids were happily playing, came this bunch of jokers started kicking ball. They stood like 50 feet apart and started to take turns to kick the ball hard and far towards each other. I told them politely not to kick the ball there as the little kids are playing sand there but they did not budge. Before I manage to remove the kids, this idiot man kicked the ball and in high speed the ball strayed and hit Ethan and my neighbour’s kid on the head!
I lost my cool whatsoever and shouted at them. I shouted for him to buzz off. I felt dizzy, dunno because too angry or because I’m afraid to know how bad the ball had hit the kids. It got worse when the guy answered, “Saya tendang bola mesti boleh kena itu budak-lah!” Wah-lau-wei! I screamed my lungs off at him shouting, “Mana boleh tendang bola kat sini? Sini playground-lah! Budak kecik main punya! You mau tendang, tendang kat padang bola bawah sana! Sekarang bola kena budak punya kepala macam mana?!”
Loosely translated to – he said, “I kicked the ball of course will hit the kids!” to which I screamed, “Where can you kick the ball here? Here is a playground, for kids to play! If you want to kick, go to the football field further down the road! Now the ball has hit the kids, what you gonna do?!”
I wanted to cry dy but I did not. Instead I just stared at him until his friends told him to buck off. I was trembling inside not because I was afraid, but because I was very angry! I went home feeling down. Totally unhappy with what had just happened.
I wish Darling was there with me that time. I wish my neighbour was there too…
Today, I did not go to the playground. I don’t know when I’ll go again.. :(
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I am a mother to two boys; Ethan and Ayden and a wife to Darling William. I'm a stay at home mum who blogs to break the monotony of life and to avoid feeling jaded. Would love to get to know all the Super Mommies and Daddies and Babies or Singles out there with the hope that we can learn more from each other. Most of all, I am a happy person, and I hope YOU are too.
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