Stoooobei

This was the story of Akbar’s childhood. Akbar, my second child, at 5  still couldn’t spell ‘R’ fluently. His sister Lia often disturbed and trained him to spell contained ‘R’ words. His fovorite word to spell was ‘stroberry’. Lia trained him to spell stroberry again and again.

One afternoon while I was ironing Akbar came close to me,

Akbar : “Mommy..now I can spell ‘R’ fluently”..

Mommy: “Are you? Let mommy knows...”

Akbar : “Ok listen carefully mommy...stobei....see...stobei....”

What I had listened was the word ‘stobei’ without R..  I looked at him.

Akbar : “See mommy...I can spell it...stobei...stobei...stooobei..stooooobei..”

His mouth was ‘super monyong’. I was speechless, but smiled widely. He had been trained and had practiced so hard. I would not say any comments that made him disappointed. His best effords had to be appreciated. Felt blessed, I kissed Akbar’s hair.....

Mommy: “Good job mas Akbar...good job...”

Akbar: “Thank you mommy....stoooobei.....stooobei.....”

Akbar run, left me stunned, shaked my head  and then smiled widely...