Dealing With Generation Z Kids

Yesterday, for the first time Sherilyn had to walk to school. On her own. I know it’s no biggie for most 14-year olds as the school is only a 10-15 minutes stroll away from home. But I do not trust this girl of mine to walk to school alone as she can be pretty impulsive, careless and accident prone.  Our residential area is also a super busy business centre where roads are always congested with vehicles. Would you believe it if I told you that our Drama Queen had  gone to the ER complete with X-ray done every single year for the last 3 years? She also had another X-ray done when she was 1.5 years old when she squashed her own thumb with the steel kitchen door and ended up with a chipped bone in her thumb and the nail eventually dropped off from the thumb.

Yesterday was my annual pap smear and ultrasound scan at my gynae’s clinic. The hubs had an eleventh hour meeting with a client and could not fetch the girl to school. Sherilyn was very adamant that she wanted to walk to school. She’s always asked me if she could walk to school just like many of her friends do. After all, the school is just in the neighborhood and she may very likely bump into a school mate on the road while walking and the both of them walks to school together.

But the hubs said NO to walking to school. Instead, he said to me to ask her to take Grab!! Though it’s just a mere 5 minutes drive to school 🤣

The hubs is very protective over his 3 princesses. He hardly ever allows his girls to go out with their friends. His opinion is: their friends can come to our house anytime but his girls can’t go to the friend’s house. No party, no mall gallivanting, no sleepover (this one I second) and no trips with friends. He says that the world out there is too ruthless (which is very true, especially in a notorious place like KL) and with daily news on how young teens loose their lives to rape, murder, kidnap and accidents, he just doesn’t trust his girls to hang out with friends without us around, until they are at least 18 years old I guess.

Long story short, the girl finally had her first experience walking to school yesterday. In the blistering heat wave at 12:45 noon.  I allowed her to walk to school on condition that she Whatsapped me before she leaves the house and to call me with the pay phone in her school once she reaches school.  Honestly, I had doubts that she’ll call me.  She always finds that I’m over-protective of her when her friends her age are already walking to school and taking Grab to places on their own.  She doesn’t get it why she has to call me even though she’s just walking one block away from the tuition centre to the gym for taekwondo on  some Saturdays. She never called me anyway on those Saturdays when she had to walk from the tuition centre to the gym, which never fails to make my blood boil!  And I don’t get it why it’s so hard for her to call me!

Anyway, I was surprised to receive a call from an unknown number on my mobile phone whilst I was waiting for my turn at the gynae’s clinic.  The Drama Queen kept her promise and called me from school to report her arrival! 😅

 

Last Saturday this girl with a silver tongue, begged me for permission to attend a gathering with her former primary school classmates at Mid Valley Megamall.  After a bit of drama  with me as usual, I acceded on condition that she calls me when she’s in her friend’s mother’s car and to show me photos of her at the mall.

Here she is, a photo that she Whatsapped to me, with that shit face of hers, as proof that she’s still alive and kicking 🤣

With  Drama Queen, a girl who prefers walking on the wild and risky side instead of walking on safe grounds, I have to be a tad strict with her. She’s quite a polar opposite from her two other sisters.

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