A heart warming dinner

Knowing that I was in a stressed up, moody and emo mode, Chris whip up a nice dinner yesterday! To perk me up, this woman tried to do egg omelet with tomato fried rice. So sweet of her can!

Although not all her omelets are in good shape, I ate the nicest looking one and took a picture of it!

TA-DEH!
Can you see the smiling face on the omelet? HeHe…


She also fried some long beans and chicken wings. Although I really don’t like long beans (that’s why im so short! Haha), I still ate them happily. The chicken wings are really nice.

Chris busy frying the chicken wings!

And my self proclaimed god daughter, Richelle, having her dinner.

其实用心煮的菜是最好吃的！

That was a really nice dinner. Thank you sweetie!

An indian aunty was knocking on the tuition centre’s glass door last night. It freaked me out. When I didn’t answer her, she opened the door and walked in. She was with a small kid who was screaming and running around. At first I thought it was a parent who wanted to pay school fees. Here is our conversation:

M (Me!): (hiding behind the door) Yes?
IA (Indian Aunty): Excuse me, can you come out? I need to talk to you.
M: (still behind the door) Yes?
IA: My granddaughter is very sick, she is vomiting. Her father blah blah blah…

[For your info, the granddaughter was running around happily. She doesn’t look very sick nor does she look like she has just vomited.]

M: Er, I don’t have money, the manager took away the money.
IA: Please la, help me la. I need to bring her to see doctor. Can you give me some money. Her father blah blah blah…(When she talks about her son, I always didn’t manage to catch what she say)
M: (looking at her so-called very sick daughter) But your grandchild looks okay…
IA: (immediately grab her grandchild and make sure the child never runs around) No, she is really very sick…
M: Aunty, you go to the doctor there. They will help you.
IA: I go already. But they need me pay money. Please la, give me some money.
M: No no no aunty, I am sure the doctors are kind. Your child so ‘sick’, I am sure they will treat her for free. You go doctor there and see ok. Sorry, I cannot help you cuz I got no money.

Then the IA left unhappily talking to herself in some tamil language.

Stupid anot? If I give her money or leave my doors unlocked, she will definitely barge in. and her ‘sick’ grandchild doesn’t know how to act sick la.

How can a sick person come in feeling so excited and running around the reception table so happily?

It was a scary but interesting encounter.