Of Cheesy One Liners and Mr Right

Out came the cheesy one liner designed to impress, “Hi, You are Rachel right? I think you are very sweet.”

Girl looks up, ready to give a retort , i.e. “I don’t talk to strangers or my mom tells me not to talk to people with cheesy one liners.” Then she sees Boy, who thankfully, looked quite cute, with his flushed cheeks coupled with his shy smile. She thus decided to spare him the rejection, on account on him being the cutest guy who had approached her in school that year. After all, Girl was sick of cheesy one liners from guys who had built a thick skin after enduring countless rejections from other girls.

Mustering up her best deadpan expression, Girl waited for Boy to say the next thing. Boy then said “So how was was Comms paper, you must have aced it since you left the lecture theatre so early.” They then spent the next couple 10 minutes chatting, until she spotted her friends.

She can’t really recall if she gave him her number then but she recalled the familiar sight of him walking past her classroom purposefully each time she attended the weekly business comm lessons. The next time she met him was when she was babysitting her 3 year old brother in the school cafeteria, while her mum had to run some errands. He approached her to say hi, accompanied by two of his friends, who only made him seem like the more attractive catch, as his friends sprouted the usual cheesy remarks.

So you will know, that’s what they say.

Maybe that’s just nonsense from romance novels that will always describe that doe-eyed cliche about listening to your heart when you meet Mr Right for the first  time. Yeah right…at 17, your brain probably can’t be trusted to make a rational decision about Mr Right.

Well we went out eventually and I remember that the first date was a Michael Bolton concert. I sang along waving the light stick enthusiastically to “How am I supposed to live without you,’ the cheesiest song Bolton did of all time. But it was my first music concert so I guess I was swept away by the euphoria of live music.

After the concert, he brought me to a playground at Marina, where we spent the next 2 hours chatting. In a moment of spontaneity, I leaned close and I kissed him (gasp!) Just because I wanted to test if he was the one. Thanks to those same romance novels that I was so fond of reading at that time, I wanted to test what was written about how one will just know when your lips meet for the first time. Would sparks fly? Would heartbeat quicken? I just had to know. But Zilch, no sparks, no quickened heart beat after the kiss. On the way home in the cab he asked, “So I will see you again?” My response, “We will see about that.”

Well, I did go out with him again after that first date. I don’t know what made me go out with him again but I suspect it was because he was good company, interesting to chat with and had a great sense of humor.

Screen Shot 2012 09 25 at 2 42 34 AMOur date in Sentosa as a couple

But even after having gone out with him for a year, I still wasn’t sure if he was Mr. Exactly Right. As the years started to fly by, 3, 5, 7 years…the brain did what it usually does, over think things, make comparisons, along with all sorts of other nonsense…about the potential permanency of the relationship.

But I think the heart probably knew.

Screen Shot 2012 09 25 at 2 43 07 AMWedding 29th November 2004

So the romance novels are right after all, what is written about the heart. The heart ruled in the end and what the heart knows over time mattered so much more.

Till this day, he still thinks I kissed him on our first date because he was such a charmer….

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Photo *Heart* Fridays – Tender

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Caught this tender moment between father and son one evening…

A good father is one who does not feel afraid to show his tender side to his son. Sons, not just daughters, often need that physical show of love and tenderness from their fathers, to give them the assurance that they are loved and treasured by their dads. How can a boy learn about strength and tenderness? I think the best way to learn is from his father.

 



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Guest Post – Our Children next time how?

This is the first guest post on my blog, and I have been hoping to get this person to break his silence on the blogosphere for some time.

It is none other than my dearest hubby, Keith. Keith has a knack for expressing situations alot better than I can, providing his personal insights.  As a couple, we share many similar views in bringing up children, here’s his take on education on bringing up Kyle.

“Now cannot study, next time drive taxi lor…” When these words escape our lips, they are often dismissed as a corny remark along with a spate of nervous laughter. That reaction, of course, is natural. Now, do not get the wrong idea, being a taxi driver is a perfectly honest way to make a living and I personally have 2 family members belonging to that profession. However, in the context of this post, which parent can claim to envision marshalling a taxi to be the eventually choice of making a living for their child?

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“Mummy ~ Daddy, I score the highest in class!” Now, that is a statement we mentally envision our child saying one day, perhaps in front of audience consisting of family, friends or both, where we will then have an opportunity to avoid exploding with pride and exercise our self-control while we put on a straight face and respond modestly, probably mumbling  something along the lines of keeping it up and not getting too complacent  along the way….

Now come the questions I want to table. What are our expectations for our child? How successful do we envision helping our child to be? How do we plan on executing that vision? My personal opinion is strongly tied-in with an examination of this society we co-exist in, children are constantly being pressured to perform against an academic counter.

In the course of their schooling career, character building, health focus and mental balance (amongst other things) often play second fiddle to academic achievement. That is very understandable, after all, is it not untrue that getting a place in the primary school near home is no longer adequate. It is no longer just getting a place in school but also it is excruciatingly crucial to land a spot in a branded highly ranked primary school to give your child the best start in life possible. (not even going to start on the recent trend of branded pre and prep schools)

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So,  does the success my wife and I envision for our son, Kyle, primarily involve only programming the ability to beat down the competition in school into him? It is of course the desire of this parent that I would prefer my child to be astute in all aspects of his life. Unfortunately, in reality, we humans, though top of our food chain, have our limitations too. Not everyone can be a genius, a savant or a MP…

As parents, we frequently ponder what we should emphasize more of, how we can teach and guide him more effectively to succeed in life. Should we consider tuition, home-schooling, etc? We worry about how Kyle will grow up to handle an increasingly challenging world out there? Will he be adequately equipped? Are we guiding him correctly? So many more questions arise.

We then realize that we need only look at our own day to day lives to find the answer. As we face our own challenges, some seemingly insurmountable, we find that as long as we trust in God, we can survive even the meanest of situations thrown at us. So as the teachers of our child, Rachel and I have a rather laid-back style of teaching Kyle, preferring more to encourage his knowledge and dependence on God.

So what if this non-academic approach backfires? Rachel and I often get opportunities to observe Kyle’s successes and failures.  There were times when we thanked God as he displayed intelligence, picking up pretty quickly on certain things, or the times when we exchange mortified looks as he struggled with basic homework (we have even discovered IQ tests being snuck in here and there). Unavoidably, we undoubtedly feel the apprehension that follows the realization that our child has his limitations in some areas.

However, compared to drilling Kyle academically, Rachel and I know that if we can instill in him trust God, he will then be much better equipped to manage difficult situations in his life down the road. As we concentrate on guiding his young walk with God, Rachel and I worry much less about how he stacks up against others in his age group but instead find joy in teaching him how to take his weaknesses and failures in his stride. Dependence on God and having a full spirit will counter any of the many bankruptcies life can throw at a person.

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As Kyle grows too quickly day by day not unlike a mutant mushroom on steroids, we are fully aware that he may not end up being the next big thing. He may even have to struggle with the various challenges that life throws at him like other average Joes. But I think with emphasis on our walk with God as a family, the 3 of us will be alright.

So sometimes when the kiasu side of us surfaces and Rachel asks me what we can do about his struggles with certain academic aspects, I look at her and say: “Now cannot study, next time drive taxi lor!”

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