Friday, February 24, 2012

Childhood doesn't wait

I was fiddling too much with many ideas that I want to post on my blog that I realised I will not find them good enough for my discerning readers with the limited time I have at my disposal.. As always I look back into many e mail I kept for emergency. Then I read an e mail from Zubia Kiran, a friend from one of my e-mail groups, a good entry on chilhood.
I always find children fascinating and I love to befriend them especially those cuddly one..
Here is the whole content of Zubia's e mail.. uploaded wholesome.. (many thank to Zubia for allowing me to post it)

Childhood doesn't wait

I was sitting on a bench
while in a nearby mall,
When I noticed a young mother
with two children who were small.

The youngest one was whining,
"Pick me up," I heard him beg
but the mother's face grew angry
as the child clung to her leg.

"Don't hang on to me," she shouted
as she pushed his hands away,
I wish I'd had the courage
to go up to her and say...

"The time will come too quickly
when those little arms that tug,
Won't ask for you to hold them
or won't freely give a hug.

"The day will sneak up subtly
just as it did with me,
When you can't recall the last time
that your child sat on your knee.

"Like those sacred, pre-dawn feedings
when we cherished time alone
Our babies grow and leave behind
those special times we've known.

"So when your child comes to you
with a book that you can share,
Or asks that you would tuck him in
and help him say his prayer...

"When he comes to sit and chat
or would like to take a walk,
Before you answer that you can't
`cause there's no time to talk.

"Remember what all parents learn
so many times too late,
That years go by too quickly
and that childhood doesn't wait.

"Take every opportunity,
if one should slip away
Reach hard to get it back again,
don't wait another day."

I watched that mother walk away
her children followed near,
I hope she'll pick them up
before her chances disappear...



m.u.l.a.n said...

love this.. a reminder to myself..

tqs for sharing ayah wan..

Anonymous said...

so very true, this message. I too have experienced watching parents let precious moments slip away.

Thanks for sharing this, Wan Sharif.

Coffee Girl said...

Loving this reminder. Thank you for sharing. Have a nice weekend!

Oldstock said...

Lovely poem. Wish I can write one that is as beautiful as this.

My boys have all grown up to become young men, so no more sitting on my lap for story-telling. But I do get to hug them once in a while... which gives me tons of satisfaction.

Cat-from-Sydney said...

Ayoh Wang,
Rings true even for the four-legged ones. purrr....meow!

Lee said...

Hello Wan Sharif, love this posting. Very true.
A mother is a never ending song in our heart of comfort, happiness and being.
We may sometimes forget the words, but we will always remember the tune.

Have a nice weekend, my friend.

Al-Manar said...

This is truly good Ayah Wang. Keep spinning while you keep drilling.

Cheqna said...

Thank you Ayoh Wang for sharing this lovely poem. How true..nowadays my growing up nieces and nephews don't fight anymore to sit/be with me, but I could still hug some of them, and I value that.

Wan Sharif said...

Mulan dearest,
Thank you for stopping by… appreciate that.. I found out that children above 15 will no longer feel comfortable to be seen with their parents.. so to keep the precious practice (such as hugging, kissing of hands of the elders) as long as possible seems to be imperative.
I am sorry for not commenting on your blogs.. as my streamyx has been gravely impaired for the last 5-7 days.. I can read but cannot comment from my workplace.. firewall?!
Kkennan ke gambo piung mung tu!

Wan Sharif said...

Noir Dearest,
Nice of you to relate an experience of your own.. I believe the way own children treat us at our ‘sunset age –later ” is of particular importance to our happiness then..
Have great days ahead, Sir!

Wan Sharif said...

Coffee Girls Dearest,
Your growing up nieces and nephew will appreciate your tender loving care.. my experiece tells me that an ounce of tenderness on our part will be amply rewarded by them.. Imagine them arriving at your house and everyone of them is rushing to hug you or competing to sit on your lap.. argh heaven!!

Wan Sharif said...

Oldstock Dearest,
I think you are being modest with your wish..
Argh.. I would pay a handsome amount of money to be hugged again by my own children.. Although I taught them to hug my father (when he was still around) and my mother and I normally hug them when they are of primary school age.. they never seem to be keen to keep the practice.. the other day I told my daughter I will fulfill her many wishes, if she can hug me.. she dropped all her requests.. to shy to do it I guess..

Wan Sharif said...

CfS Dearest
I believed the four legged one normally reciprocate our tender loving care or otherwise..
I am sorry for not commenting on your blogs.. as my streamyx has been gravely impaired for the last 5-7 days (I pay to upgrade from 1 Meg to 4 Meg and face all this trouble..argh).. I can read but cannot comment from my workplace.. firewall?!

Wan Sharif said...

Uncle Lee Dearest,
Here is hoping you two get many precious good hugs now and then from your loving children…
I am sorry for not commenting on your blogs.. as my streamyx has been gravely impaired for the last 5-7 days.. I can read but cannot comment from my workplace.. firewall?!
May you two have nice week ahead.

Wan Sharif said...

Salam Abang Hassan,
Has stopped drilling activities since last Saturday.. found some good gas for our electricity well-being.
Seems to me you do not have to worry about this.. your efforts at AlManar will bring in all the gratitude of your students... your children would, even if they are foreign to some loveable practice, eventually follows (by grace of Allah) the example set by you and your student ;)).

Wan Sharif said...

Cheqna Dearest,
Ah I am luckier than you as far as growing up nieces and nephews are concerned, Some still fight to sit/be with me and their precious hugs are all reserve for yours truly .. The only hugs I greatly missed are from my two children.. sudah dewasa dan pandai malu mungkin
I am sorry for not commenting on your blogs.. as my streamyx has been gravely impaired for the last 5-7 days.. I can see but cannot read and comment from my workplace.. firewall?!

R.A.S said...

This post really hit me hard..You know when I applied for my leave, my primary motivation was that I would have more time to spend with the children as opposed to the times when I had to work till 3, co-curricular activities till 4.30, extra classes till 9.30..yada yada yada..But now, ironically, I don't have anytime left for them because it is always house chores, house chores and more house chores. Guess I have to just let some be unfinished because house chores are simply never ending..they can wait but my children will not. So tonight whether i have to fold the clothes or clean the kitchen, I will tuck them into bed with a bedtime story and a big fat hug and kiss.

Wan Sharif said...

Alhamdulillah..If this posting do remind you and brings you back to your original objectives..
It is not too late for you to correct the situation.. if you feel it has gone wrong.. Your children are still very young to feel uneasy to be hugged and kissed...
Like I commented earlier I will do many things or pay good money to be able to hug my two children again!
Sometime comments like yours make it all worthwhile to spend precious time to blog.. Thank you so much for being so kind!, Puan Rosfida.

Sherry Blue Sky said...

So true, so sad that young parents dont always realize how precious and short-lived are those fleeting years. Thanks for the reminder.

Wan Sharif said...

Sherry Dearest,
I did not realise you also commented on my previous posts as well..
Thank you for your kind comments and for dropping by.. has been following your beautiful blog for more than a year now ;)