It also does not help at all that when everytime I get bitchy, Nyla will somehow do stuff, either accidentally or intentional, that will annoy me big time.
I was in the kitchen, getting ready to cook for Esman. (nothing fantastic. just maggi noodles. Foul mood, remember? Anyway selamat laki aku suka Maggi curry! Heng ah!)
Nyla then appeared and decided that she would give me a helping hand by ripping the packet of noodles.
She did such a wonderful job that the little bits of uncooked noodles landed on the floor.
I was about to scream but seeing her swiftly scoot away from me was such a funny sight. (But still not funny enough to even make me smile. Foul mood, remember?)
I just gave her my stare and of course nagged like a mak nenek going on and on, 'Nylaaaaa, you ah....Aiyo....See. Now I have to sweep! Nylaaaaaaaa.Tsk Tsk.....'
Well fast forward 3 hours later, after putting Nyla to sleep, I was surfing the net and I came across this wonderful story I thought I'd share with you. I hope it makes you think twice before you scream your head off.
The Split Milk
This is a story about a famous research scientist who had made several very important medical breakthroughs. He was being interviewed by a newspaper reporter who asked him why he thought he was able to be so much more creative than the average person. What set him so far apart from others?
He responded that, in his opinion, it all came from an experience with his mother that occurred when he was about two years old. He had been trying to remove a bottle of milk from the refrigerator when he lost his grip on the slippery bottle and it fell, spilling its contents all over the kitchen floor—a veritable sea of milk!
When his mother came into the kitchen, instead of yelling at him, giving him a lecture, or punishing him, she said, "Robert, what a great and wonderful mess you have made! I have rarely seen such a huge puddle of milk. Well, the damage has already been done. Would you like to get down and play in the milk for a few minutes before we clean it up?"
This is a story about a famous research scientist who had made several very important medical breakthroughs. He was being interviewed by a newspaper reporter who asked him why he thought he was able to be so much more creative than the average person. What set him so far apart from others?
He responded that, in his opinion, it all came from an experience with his mother that occurred when he was about two years old. He had been trying to remove a bottle of milk from the refrigerator when he lost his grip on the slippery bottle and it fell, spilling its contents all over the kitchen floor—a veritable sea of milk!
When his mother came into the kitchen, instead of yelling at him, giving him a lecture, or punishing him, she said, "Robert, what a great and wonderful mess you have made! I have rarely seen such a huge puddle of milk. Well, the damage has already been done. Would you like to get down and play in the milk for a few minutes before we clean it up?"
Indeed, he did. After a few minutes, his mother said, "You know, Robert, whenever you make a mess like this, eventually you have to clean it up and restore everything to its proper order. So, how would you like to do that? We could use a sponge, a towel, or a mop. Which do you prefer?" He chose the sponge and together they cleaned up the spilled milk.
His mother then said, "You know, what we have here is a failed experiment in how to effectively carry a big milk bottle with two tiny hands. Let's go out in the back yard and fill the bottle with water and see if you can discover a way to carry it without dropping it." The little boy learned that if he grasped the bottle at the top near the lip with both hands, he could carry it without dropping it. What a wonderful lesson!
This renowned scientist then remarked that it was at that moment that he knew he didn't need to be afraid to make mistakes. Instead, he learned that mistakes were just opportunities for learning something new, which is, after all, what scientific experiments are all about. Even if the experiment "doesn't work," we usually learn something valuable from it.
http://blogs.softbeats.net/page/Social-Today.aspx
Beautiful ain't it?
Damn! After reading the story, I felt extremely lousy and guilty.
There could be a teachable moment out of the incident in the kitchen but I snapped.
If only I could turn back time.
Well, I just have to wait for Esman to crave for his maggi curry noodles and this time, Nyla, please feel free to scatter the noodles on the floor.
