Everyday is a lesson learned, Uncategorized

Children and Solving Problems

My almost 6-year old daughter is out on the streets today with her 3-wheeler small bike. It took her 2 years to figure out how to paddle and finally be able to enjoy it. She was then approached by 7-year old Eya, a neighbor who has been interested with her and wanted to be friends with Kyrzten. Years ago when she tried to play with her, Kyrzten did not even respond nor dared to look. When at 1 time we were out the streets, Eya persuaded Kyrzten to play hide and seek. But Kyrzten do not know the concept of the game nor its mechanics so Eya ended up hiding Kyrzten so she can find her. It was fun for Kyrzten; and Eya at such a young age amazingly thought of such option- though sometimes she can become rough.

Kyrzten can be dominated by anyone because she grew up very obedient. Her being in the Autism Spectrum have brought everyone in the family uber protective of her. Her innocence and beauty brings kindness and gentleness. I have noticed Eya to be the kind of child I was used to being around when I was little. The kids who wants to get what they want. Kyrzten has learned to compromise though I know she doesn’t understand the word yet nor does she know she is manifesting such trait. I understand she wanted to make friends. When Eya pushed her and takes control of Kyrzten’s own stuff while at play, I try not to meddle. I observed that as Kyrzten gives way, Eya realizes that she also has to be fair and decides they take turns.

Children, just like the rest of us has their own ways of overcoming their challenges.   I am always at bay watching over Kyrzten, she needs that freedom with close monitoring. I am like that spy, at close watch. Children’s cute little problems is very interesting to witness but I seldom see them catfight about it nor resort to not talk to  each other, at least the ones Kyrzten play with. They disagree but agree to take turns. They are such forgiving beings. 

This has been a productive day for Kyrzten after she’s helped me with our little garden, sorting stones from the soil so it would help our plants grow. I really pray and hope that she’d grow to be a good citizen of this world and that she’d manage to overcome the challenges that will come her way. The world can never become less complicated than it is today but that doesn’t mean she can’t be (less complicated). 😊

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Everyday is a lesson learned, Uncategorized

I gave the cab driver the wrong bills

It was one of those days where I counted the hours I was awake. It was my 38th hour since I had sleep.

The decision to pursue my MBA was a ‘God, Thy will be done’ moment because I knew juggling work, motherhood, marriage and studies would be like trudging the same forest with Goldilocks-exciting, scary and challenging. 

My normal weekend comprises of a Friday that feels like a continuation of my Saturday, and sleep is never an option. Case studies, research papers occupy my entire existence for this brief period of time. Killing that deadliest deadline is always an understatement, but why is it that the more I learn the vastness of knowledge the more I want to know what there is to know. It’s not easy understanding the concepts of business, of marketing, of profit loss and revenues from those research studies, as they seem to appear intellectually unfit for my brain type. But God knows I wanted to understand and I try. Really, really try.

So going back. One saturday evening when I took a cab on my way home after attending an event, I paid the cab driver 2 1 thousand bills for a 140 fare thinking that each bill was 100. The cab driver did not budge and so I did not suspect of my costly mistake. I was groggy and All I needed was to hit the sack. The next day at the grocery store, oblivious to the mistake I made the other night I took out my wallet to pay for the groceries and realized I am missing the 2 grand. Shocked and confused, I looked at my husband. I was nearly crying and stared at nothingness, my husband paid for the items. 

On our trip home he tried to console me, I replayed the event but realized, I could no longer bring it back. After a few minutes we were back to our normal selves but I still kept thinking of that mistake until I found the piece of paper the hotel conceirge at the party venue gave me upon riding the cab and saw the plates. I tried locating the cab thru the franchisee listed. I was able to trace it and the driver is willing to give me back my money.

The price that I paid for not having enough rest was costly. Bad things can happen anytime but my faith was stronger than the amount of frustration I poured in to the incident. Bad things can happen, so let us might as well be ready.