During Princess orientation day, her teacher did ask us at which gate we are picking her up as we are not allow to enter the school compound. There are 3 gates in the school. Side gate (a bit far from her classroom), main gate (traffic congested, too many buses and no shelter in case of rain – so not suitable) and small gate (met all my criteria – checked). Told the teacher my choice and she jotted down on her paper.

On the first day of school, while I was driving to pick her up in the evening, I just let my imagination wonder a bit far and wild. What should I do if I don’t see her there. How about… if she just dissapear or was kidnapped and I can’t locate her anywhere. Neh, I have confidence in Princess. She’s a matured girl. She don’t wander away and i don’t think I’m that sui (unlucky) to have my daughter kidnapped on her first day of school (TOUCHWOOD!!!!)

As I was already 15minutes late, I park illegally, hurried to the small gate leaving son in the car with the engine still running (don’t you dare start lecturing on safety *sticking out tongue*). There’s a teacher and a guard there with lots of little children waiting patiently. My eyes was searching for that little girl with short hair with a rosy chubby cheek. Or at least I’m waiting for a girl to called out at me, “Mummyyyyyyyyyy.” My eyes scanned thru all the little faces. Second scan, third scan. Where’s my girl? I can’t see her anywhere not even at the nearby corridor. Boy oh boy! You can see my panicky face now. The teacher in charge ask me to check at the other gate just in case of any misunderstanding. It’s quite impossible but just to make things sure.

Right after walking 8 paces, a friend of mine stop me by grabbing on my shoulder as I was walking with my head looking down at my foot.

“You are looking for your daughter issit.”

“Ya! Ya!”

“She’s in my car”

“Yaaaaaaa ka!”

“She was waiting at the main gate nervously look left and right for you. We have been calling your mobile. Why no pick up wan?”

“Huh? I’m holding on my mobile the whole day. No ringing also.”

To cut the long story short, the teacher (ahem! Very polite liao hor cos I thought of putting the word idoitic there) bring her to the main gate. Haloooo! I did told her side gate and she even jot that down on her paper. What happen?

And the story about my friend. When I reach her car to look for Princess, I saw her holding on to my friend’s mobile phone. It just snapped me as why my phone is not ringing. MY DAUGHTER DOESN’T KNOW HOW TO USE A MOBILE PHONE. DUHHHHH!!!! She only know how to punch in the numbers but obviously she didn’t notice the send button. Dunno should laugh or cry. But when I told hubby the story, I was laughing at the mobile phone incident. Kids will still be a kids. My friend definitely underestimate my daughter’s ability.

And… and…. the whole road was so freaking congested with cars, I was stuck in the traffic for another 30mins all thanks to the traffic light. By the time I reach home it’s 7.20pm. Boohoo. So I paid that friend another whooping RM100 for chaffering her to and fro!!! Another arm and leg have to be amputated liao.