Here come another series of bugs fever! At three.
Not too sure what went wrong but Dr Chua had endorsed saying I'm fine, and I could return to school today.
When I'm feeling sick (sound pretty familiar with When I’m Feeling Happy?), Daddy took leaves to accompany me since no one else could do it. I asked him to bring me to NTUC to play trowel and stuff like those. But he claimed Teacher Angela would see me if I'm there.
Knowing I should only be kept at home while I’m sick, I obediently turned to sleep with him.
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Two week ago, Teacher Mei Ling examined the class on the power of linking memory. I recited under her instruction. Initially I did well until she pointed the picture of an earth. I paused as I couldn’t recall. That was the only picture I missed out. But truly she was glad about my performance out from the big sheet of 50 pictures!
This day, the first day when I felt sick.. Daddy and I played the same set of Linking Memory. I know how to read earth through the lesson learned, how earth looks like, and how it could turn to a big disaster when I see remnants of surroundings of broken houses and landscape after the “earth shakes”… hmmm… that’s an earthquake..
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