Finally I’ve officially moved to this blog. A new writing space can be pretty exciting. Lots of new features can be found here.
I did not go to JB for my marketing trip today, as what I did on any other Fridays. I ‘ve decided to coach Afiqah on her mathematics.
Before I started the coaching, I told myself that I need to be calm. But somehow things got out of hand, and I raised my voice at her. And she cried.
It’s very frustrating to teach the concept of plus and minus to her. She might not understand the concept, or the fault might lie on me. Maybe I cannot become a teacher. Maybe I am not born to teach. As I get frustrated easily when she still did not understand after several explanations on the subject. When I get frustrated, I’ll raised my voice. I don’t like it at all, but at that moment, there’s the only way to explain. I did not like it when she just guessed her answer without thinking. And this worries me.
I’ve told her to think before she starts on the question. I’ve explained to her that Allah gives human brains so that we can think. So we must make full use of it.
I did not realized that time flies so fast that it’s time for her to get ready to school. I have not even cook lunch. So today I decided that my kitchen is closed for today.
Every time I raised my voice at my children, I will feel very guilty after that. Even after they got scolding from me, they still never fail to hug and kiss me. They accept my flaws and I have to learn to accept theirs. I cannot put high hopes that I should have perfect children. Nobody is perfect, and I am included in that nobody. Only Allah is All-Perfect.
Forgive me Ya Allah. Forgive Ummi, my children…..