Acute vs chronic

It was a normal school morning, winter in Oz. Driving to school, we both yawned at the same time.

“We are chronically tired,” I said. “What is that?” Nicole asked.

Well, I switched into teaching mode - explaining what chronic is as opposed to acute; how to use them in sentences, etc. She is year 8, after all.

“So, someone can be havinh an acute asthma attack right there and then. Or, if you know somebody who has asthma, you can say they have chronic asthma. Got it?” To which she was nodding her head.

“You can use it in a different context, too. For example ‘I am acutely aware of the situation’ which means ....” there I went again explaining.

After some time listening, she said, “I am ... acute... girl..” with a grin on her face.

Well, some things don’t change...

House on fire

In year 7, Nicole has a lot of homework and assignment to do.

One of them is to write a poem about something that means a lot to her. So, when the teacher asked the class:

"If your house were on fire and you could only grab one thing, what would it be?"

Her answer?

"Fire extinguisher?"

😂

I was so clever...

Now Nicole is already 12 years old. A really big girl, 165 cm, 56 kg. Taller than mummy, (not) heavier than mummy... 😊

Sometimes we reminisce the things that she did when she was much younger and just had a good laugh out of them.

One of them is when Nicole was around year 2 or year 3 Primary. We always ask her to brush her teeth after waking up and before going to bed. Minimum twice a day. Two minutes every time.

Sometimes she was a little bit 'tired' to brush her teeth for that long. Such hard work for a little girl!

At times, I asked her, "Nicole, have you brushed your teeth?" For a fraction of a second, her eyes darted to think, then she nodded. "Are you sure?" I asked again. "Yes, mummy," she answered seriously.

"Okay, can I see? Open your mouth, please." Another pause. "Come on, open your mouth," to which she would, but stretched both lips to cover her teeth... 😄 oh, bless her cotton socks!

That time, I would just say, "Open a bit more, a bit more".... until finally I could see her teeth. Then, a gentle push to take another trip to the bathroom to brush her teeth.

When I reminded her about this recently, she said, "I remember doing that! I thought I was so clever and you wouldn't know!" and we just burst out laughing.

Success in comfort

Nicole is very talented. She plays piano very well and has won a few piano Eistedfodd competition. This year, when we were waiting for the adjudication result, she whispered to me that she needed to go to the loo. When coming back, she handed me a bundle of pink stuff.

Baffled, I took it from her and realised it was her pyjama shorts. I gave her a confused look and she said casually, "Oh, I didn't realise I was still wearing it under my dress.."

I heard a few soft chuckles from the mums sitting around us.

Well, she got first prize for the piano piece that day. Must have been the comfort of her pj shorts...

Olden days

Nicole is almost a grown up now. She is...er... 8 years old. Well, nine in 25 days this year.

She is learning cursive writing (or running writing, as she calls it) now at school. When practising at home, I noticed that she wrote one of the letters not in the way I thought it was supposed to be in cursive writing. I brought her attention to that and she said, "Oh, this is how I am taught at school. My teacher also told me she was taught that way (my way) when she was at school. It was in the olden days. It is different now".....

Oh,...good olden days!...

Cookies

It's snack time and Nicole is jumping up and down trying to get the cookie jar from the top of the pantry shelf. I smiled and helped her take her favourite digestive biscuit. She's going to have it with her favourite tea (decaf) and milk.

"Hmm, okay, you're going to have a biscuit, mummy," she said.
"No, thank you Nicole, you take it, I'm fine."
"Oh come on, mummy, you must have one."
"I'm fine, baby, honestly. You have one."
"But there's only one left!", she said.
"It's okay, it's for you, babe," I said.

Then it occurred to me and I said, "So... there was only one biscuit left and you actually offered it to me?"
"Yes," she said.
"Awww.... that's so sweet of you, baby, thank you," I had a lump in my throat.
She was silent for a second and then...
"Well,... actually I already took three and there was one left," she said.

I raised my eyebrows and she had this big grin on her face.
Love her to bits!!

Chat

We now live in Oz - in Bunbury, WA; and Nicole's best friend Keisha, just moved to Esperance, south of WA. They have been keeping in contact by phone, chatting. Here's one excerpt of the one-sided phone conversation that I heard:

N: No, I just woke up.... no, nothing really, just at home, watching Justice Crew videos..
K: ....
N: So, what did you have for breakfast today? ..oh, okay... I'm having toast, egg, salmon and avocado... yeah, healthy stuff ( :-) )
K:...
N:.. Me and my mum are going to phone some halls to arrange for my birthday party.... mm, I don't know yet when...
K:...
N:...I don't know, it's Wednesday here today... ( :-) )
K:....
N:...oh yes, I have Claudine... oh, you mean Claudine's sister? The one who wants to be a writer?
K:....
N: Oh, did you know that MacKenzie cancelled her talent show audition? Really!.... (for those who are not familiar with the names, they are discussing about the Monster High characters, their favorite dolls... :-) )
K:....
N:... yeah, I really should finish my breakfast now (looking at mummy's raised eyebrows... she's been a long time on the phone)
K:...
N: okay,... bye....