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Open Letter to My Son – Thirty Cents Cliché

   October 13, 2010  38 Comments on Open Letter to My Son – Thirty Cents Cliché

Dear Miki,

Someday when you grow up and go to school I am sure you will hear this story from your Ustaz or Ustazah or perhaps you will read it on your own from the web or in books.

It is a short story about a child who wanted to borrow ten dollars from his very busy father. The angered father snapped angrily at him but later on he felt so devastated when his child had actually needed some money to “buy” him off his work for one evening. He only wanted to spend some time with his own Dad.

To me and your Daddy this story just another cliché. Until one day…

Several weeks ago Daddy was driving with you to Mama Rose’s. He would drop you off at her house and go to work. For the past few months your communication skills had improved drastically and we could understand almost everything you say. Plus being your own flesh and blood we can even read your body language. Like I wrote before, you often feel punished every time your Daddy and I leave for work.

In attempt to get your understanding right, I have been telling in simple words that although your parents love you very much, we still need to go to the office, because if we don’t, all of us would not have any money to spend for our necessities.

“Mummy Daddy kena pergi work, Miki… Kalau tak kita takde duit!” I hope soon you will understand this statement.

Back in the car that morning, your Daddy was concentrating on the early morning traffic. You were very unhappy knowing you were going to be left at your babysitter’s and tried to make yourself busy by playing with the things in the car.

You grabbed some money in the coin box and toyed with them for awhile. You said “Daddy nak pergi work nak dapat duit banyak-banyak ke?” Your old man did not reply you. For some reason he didn’t know how to answer.

Then you lift up your chubby arm with rusty thirty cents worth of coins held by your chubby fingers; you look at your Daddy right in the face and said “Nah duit! Miki takde duit banyak-banyak pun….”

With that you hang your head low, your shoulder slumped and your lips turned downwards. You were upset. But you got your Daddy upset even more than ever…

He and I spent some time thinking about what you said. Did you really mean to give your Daddy coins in attempt to help him with his conquest to get a lot of money by working? Or were you simply implying that unlike Daddy you didn’t have much money?

Whatever that was playing inside your mind at time only God knows but goshhh Miki… please stop saying these things! You are breaking our heart in pieces!

Miki, I just want you to know if Daddy really wants a lot of money he could have gone to work in another field called the oil and gas. He could have gone to work offshore where he would get paid very handsomely compared to what he is getting now.

But happiness to your Daddy and I is not money. Our happiness is being together with our loved ones as a family, always be there for each other and that’s all that matters. If money was he was after he would need to sacrifice the precious time we are spending watching you grow every inch every kilos, learn to speak new word after word, climb the monkey bar higher and higher and for richness he would not give these moments up.

Neither would I. I could have been in Paris expending my super model career but we just wanna be with you…

So someday when you are all grown up and reading this. Remember that Mummy and Daddy is doing our best to put warm food on the table and enjoy what ever we have as a family. Together. Always and forever. You are beyond diamonds and pearls to us, baby!

We love you,
Mummy

Always be my baby… picture taken 26 August 2008

Author: Diyana

38 thoughts on “Open Letter to My Son – Thirty Cents Cliché”

  1. alahai miki! jatuh pengsan I baca D..pandainye…
    Ingat tu miki sampai bila-bila.
    Grow up and be a good graceful man and you’d make your mummy and daddy very very proud.

  2. hawa, wallahualam apa yg dia fikirkan dan maksudkan pada masa itu tapi sangat syahdu sekali bapaknye Miki terus call I once he reached his office…

  4. Thank you Richiee……. comelkan masa ni botak takde gigi lak tu hehehe. tapi ciss… aku tulis panjang2 mesti ko tak baca ko tgk gambar jer…hmmph

  7. baru nak tsk..tsk..tapi sampai tang part yg cross tu,terus x jadik. sungguh cis sekali niat mummymu, wahai miki..

    but ya..it’s pretty tricky to guess apa dlm pikiran kids bila situation camtu.just hope yg baik2 la. perhaps dia harap dgn duit yg dpt dia bagi tu, he can have/buy more time to spend with the parents..

    n miki, promise ya to be a good boy..

  8. saya dah stat sedih baca psl miki

    tp bila sampai part ” I could have been in Paris expending my super model career but ”

    erk

    kihkihkih

  11. i’m not good with words but what you wrote here is exactly what i feel for my little girl as well 🙂 and love the super model part. don’t we all kan 😛

  12. aku ingat masa ni kita dok kata miki kuruih…tapi la ni tengok gamba ni ya rabbi…mek meknye miki

  13. hi d..you ni katun la..

    tengah berkaca-kaca mata reading rintihan u..tetiba ada citer u jadi supermodel pulak..u’re one funny mummy!

    keep writing ya..always look fwd to your ramblings..

  14. Hi everyone…
    thanks for your comments… yes, we all wish we could be with our children 24/7 and yes, we all are supermodels! ;p
    if u like the entries in my blog please click on SHARE ok? thanks for visiting my blog.. 🙂

  15. Hmmm…….same goes to my Irfan…now we’re try hard to be with him everyday…. sedih kan? Just hope one day dorang akan paham apa yg kita buat hari ini adalah untuk keselesaan dorang jugak….. 😐

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