Growing Up..

I believe that today will be a day that my daughter finally realise that she can no longer be a kid any more, and just how fast has flown by.

While taking a short break after revising her homework in preparation for her PLSE next month, she somehow decided to gather her Primary school graduation photos from Primary 1 all the way to Primary 6, and without me tell her what to do, she has somewhat decided on her own to make a memorial book out of the photos, and she has wrote some notes in it, some to her friends, and some her teachers. But something must had really struck her mind, so much so that there was an emotional rush, and a sense of sadness came over her.

Then she came to my room, wanting to show me what has done, and at the same time, with tears in her eyes. When I saw what she has done, immediately I understand why she was teary and feeling sad, cause I have gone through the same feeling when I was at her age.

I sat her down on my lap, oh boy was she heavy.. It was also dawn on me that she is no longer that little baby, or that little girl I used to carry with ease and used to let her sit on my lap all day. My daughter has grown up and is on her way to her teenage years ahead.

Needless to say, emotion came over me as well. I know I had in control of my emotion and explain to her that, this is really part and parcel of growing up, a feeling that every child will go through. And that's why till this very day, I had kept my memorial books from my Primary class and Secondary class, the messages that my classmates, schoolmates and teachers wrote. I may have threw away lot of rubbish and unwanted stuffs, but I have never throw away these precious books, cause they are a part of my memories.

Friends that I knew through Primary and Secondary schools, I may not have any more opportunity to keep in touch with any of them, which is the real fact for me now, among all my friends, I have none from my Primary nor Secondary school classmates!! As such, the memorial books are even much more valuable and precious to me, cause that's all I have of my childhood days and teenage days.

As I explain to my princess, tears flow down her cheeks, as unwilling as she is, she now know that there will come a time that she will have to say goodbye to her classmates, her friends, her school, her teachers who loves her so much. I told her that, that's why she must also keep that book well and never throw it away no matter what, cause that will be a part of her memories, her growing up. In time to come, one day, she will be doing what I am doing right now, explain these things to her own child in the future...

Hopefully, today, as this sense of separation and sadness struck the heart and mind of my princess, she will move on to be a more matured child, or grow up to become a teenager.