I'm a full-time mummy

I have been sharing some of my favorite angpow pieces on an angpow collectors group in Facebook and some members have been telling me to continue sharing my memorable stories and so I thought, why not write it down, that way, our kiddos can read about it when they grow up next time, eh?

For those of you who are not familiar or never heard of the words 'Angpow' (also known as 'ang pau', 'ang pao', 'angpau'), here is a quick definition:

Angpow = Red Packet (filled with cash inside) given during festivals

So for today's angpow story, it comes from this lovely piece of angpow:

When I first see this angpow, I remembered back when I was about 8 - 9 years old when during my school holidays, I would follow my late mum back to her hometown (a small village used to be well known with charcoal mining). I always cherished my childhood memories because these are the times when I get to roam free, enjoy my childhood with my cousins, catch grasshoppers, catch tadpoles, pluck plants and play 'masak-masak' (pretend cooking), cycling around my small little 'kampung' (means village).

Now what is so memorable with this angpow?

One time, I followed my cousins cycling to this small river further into our kampung. We parked our bicycles nearby and went into the small river trying to catch fish. Happily wading into the ankle length water we suddenly realised our surrounding became very quiet, so we looked up and saw a bunch of cows drinking water from the stream. The closest cow to us was about 10 feet away.

We continued playing but one of my cousin suddenly shouted that I was wearing a red colored top and kids being kids, we ran away as fast as we could thinking the cows are going to chase red colored stuff. We ended up going to another safer river to catch tadpoles, which became another childhood memories of mine as it was my first time seeing tadpoles too.

What a sweet childhood memories!

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I have been sharing some of my favorite angpow pieces on an angpow collectors group in Facebook and some members have been telling me to continue sharing my memorable stories and so I thought, why not write it down, that way, our kiddos can read about it when they grow up next time, eh?

For those of you who are not familiar or never heard of the words 'Angpow' (also known as 'ang pau', 'ang pao', 'angpau'), here is a quick definition:

Angpow = Red Packet (filled with cash inside) given during festivals

So for my first angpow story, it comes from this lovely piece of angpow:

The first thing that caught my eye when I saw this angpow is the bicycle.

First time I learned to ride a bicycle, it looks something like the bicycle in the picture, but black color which was from my grandpa/grandma time. I can't sit on the bicycle as I was very young (like 8-9 yrs old and the bicycle was really huge and high) so I just stood up and cycled and once it started going I was so happy, until I realized I don't know how to brake.

I almost crashed into one of those Chinese altars on the ground when I finally figured out how to brake LOL. This incident is very vivid in my mind because as I crash brake on the spot few inches away from the Chinese altar, I rammed my crotch onto the metal rim on the bicycle because I was standing up while cycling and as I slammed to brake the bicycle, I had no choice and do not know how to balance myself while figuring out how to brake, I put my 2 legs down and stepped on the ground to stop the bicycle and hence, ramming my crotch. Very very very painful!

Of course, after the pain subsides and getting my first lesson in bicycle riding, I went on to have loads of memorable experiences riding the bicycle around my village with my cousins! What a sweet childhood memories!

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I received a Mother's Day gift from our 6 years old boy earlier today after picking him up from his kindy. It was one of his kindy activity for the coming Mother's Day celebration, I thanked our dear boy and gently opened up the envelope he gave me.

I do love to eat spicy stuff, so it was real cute seeing what he wrote and drew when it comes to his mummy's favorite food heheheh...

Awww... tears started welling up as I read on what he wrote and drew... sob, sob...

It's been 6 years since I quit my IT job to be a stay-at-home mum.

Is it worth it?

You bet! :)

Happy Mother's Day to all of you - everyday is our day :)

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