Monthly Archives: November 2015


I’m not particularly interested in ball games, but thankfully, Jason is. In this month’s column for ST, I write about the lessons both of us have learnt from him joining soccer as a CCA.

While I would have liked him to join other CCAs he was picked for, like String Ensemble or even badminton, he firmly stuck to his choice of soccer. So we let him be.

Lessons aside, there are lots more advantages that come from letting a child follow his passion. A love for soccer is the reason he clamours to read the newspaper every day, so as to follow the exploits of his favourite teams and players. He has since branched out to reading about other sports, both in the newspaper and online.

The thrice-weekly training also means he gets all the active time he needs, which especially important for this foodie. While he sometimes drives me up the wall with incessant kicking of balls and other items at home,  I would rather he be kicking a ball than playing online games (which he is very interested in as well!)


(Picture taken by his shushu)


Stuffed toys


Shannon loves her stuffed toys. Apart from her Friend, she has a handful of other toys out with her at any one point. She mothers them, cuddles them, makes them watch cartoons with her, ties their hair and so on.

Unfortunately, her brother has sensitive nose, so we limit the number of stuffed toys she plays with. Most of them are kept in the big ladybug below. It is an inflatable pillow from Ikea, but a few years ago, I bought just the cloth cover (without the inflatable bag), and her toys have been stuffed inside ever since. They come out on a rotation basis. The rest of the time, the ladybug serves as a step stool for her to reach her books, or as a pillow for her to lie on.


So when she asks for a toy to be out, I take the chance to put several back in. Below was snake’s turn to be out.


Much as I prefer otherwise, she has a continual stream of stuffed toys that come her way courtesy of doting extended family members. So during a recent fund-raising jumble sale her school organised, I persuaded her to donate a bag of toys. She did so, only to look longingly at her toys during the sale, and asked if she could buy them back.

So we let her come home with a $1 Eeyore, in the first picture.

She celebrated her birthday last week, and received many practical presents for use in Primary 1 – a schoolbag, pencil case, wallet and so on. She loved them all. But the one and only present that made her squeal in delight, was a My Little Pony stuffed toy that her Eryi hid in the schoolbag.


She has since been grooming her pony, combing and plaiting its hair, putting it to bed with her at night.


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