Refugee Runs - My daily trips to school has turned into a roller coster ride somewhat…
My eldest daughter just recently started school and has a “little” difficulty waking up in the morning even though we send her to bed by 8:45pm at night. To top that off, since the school is between work and on the same route as my other daughters I also drop the other 2 at the day care centre.
Here’s how my adventure starts every morning.
1. There is a huge traffic jam just outside my daughter’s school every morning. Since there are more than 1 school in that area, I have to park about 2 blocks away and walk her to school
2. Second heartburn. my youngest daughter walks like a penguin at this point. She is not the most graceful runner to say the least. I have to carry her.
3. Bags are about 10kg. Well i lie, but even the kid’s school bag starts to feel heavy after the first block. Let alone having to carry it
4. My daugthers have no sense of urgency. They haven’t figured out what late means yet. Why is daddy is such a hurry. Oh look, what’s that by the roadside. AMMMMMMEEEEELIE!!!
5. I tell you, everyone within my route knows my daughter’s name. They have been introduced. Trust me on this.
6. I am sure Sister Mary Anne of the Immaculate Conception is going to have a word with me one of these days and it isn’t going to be about my patience or what a cool cat I am .
Here’s the picture every morning.
I use my baby-ergo carrier to carry the youngest, 2 school bags in one hand, the other hand pulling my 2nd daugther while my eldest daugther is about 100m behind checking out the flowers by the roadside. Me, in my office wear, running for 2 blocks because the school bell will be ringing anytime, and I’m yelling “AMELIEEEEE hurry up” every 10 steps.
Lord, I prayer that tomorrow, they’ll be earlier, there won’t be a traffic jam, I’ll have a good car park, that’s not asking too much is it?
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