I was sharing a story with my husband last night. I remembered part of it – standing in front of the classroom getting scolding from Mrs. Yeoh.
Mrs. Yeoh asked “What if I drew this and said it was you.” I kept quiet. Stupid Pui Lin, why did she have to go tell the teacher. “I’m going to pin this on your pinafore and let you walk around with it the whole day.” It’s Fido Dido! And I’d like to think my artwork was superb. I sat down. A little embarrassed from the scolding.
Then I recalled how I threw this girl’s schoolbag out of the window in kindergarten. If I remember correctly, her name was Melanie and she didn’t want to let me use her colour pencils. She cried of course. The teachers told my mom. She may have scolded me but I can’t remember.
Auntie Dorothy told me this years back that I used to pinch kids in supermarkets. I was maybe 5 years old when all this happened. My mom had a tough time as parents would walk up to her telling her that I pinched their kid.
I’m really worried now. I wonder what’s in store for me and how should I prepare myself to face other parents.