Pleased to report that it’s Day 10 of #NaBloPoMo and I’m still writing a post a day. Yeah me! But let’s move on to today’s note.
I was fortunate to visit Kuala Lumpur in Malaysia in 2010, a rare opportunity which arose out of a work assignment. Kuala Lumpur is a very beautiful city and there was lots to see but the thing that impressed me the most was the service.
Everyone went out of their way to make sure you were happy and satisfied. If you wanted something they didn’t have, they got it for you or told you where to get it – all with the most amazing smiles. It was an experience I will never forget.
And so, this is the background to my story which takes place on the day we toured the Batu Caves in Kuala Lumpur. Located in the Gombak District, the Batu Caves is one of the most popular Hindu shrines outside of India.
There was lots to distract us on the way to the entrance of the caves and we stopped to take a few photos of the other sights located on the compound.
Getting to see the interior of the caves involved climbing 272 steps up a limestone hill. There is no elevator or cable car; just 272 steep steps.
After stopping to catch our breath more than a few times, we finally made it to the top.
As we admired the shrine and the walls of the caves, we came across what I will describe as two snake charmers.
It is at this point that I must have been more affected by the steep climb than I thought because my mind came up with a brilliant idea all on its own. Much to my friends’ disbelief, I agreed to be a snake charmer. Why? Because even though I absolutely detested snakes I wanted to show Nathan, my super cool teen-aged son, that his mom was not only brave but just as super cool. (Yes, I know … a silly idea but that’s why I hinted that my brain must have been seriously malfunctioning).
I couldn’t get my friend to take these photos quickly enough! My smile turned into a grimace as I waited in fear for the snakes to wrap their icky bodies closer around my neck and choke me but there it was: living proof that I had not only held snakes in my hands but stared them right in the eyes, up close and personal. I was anxious to show Nathan the photos of his very brave mom (I mean, didn’t I look brave in those pics? Be honest!). Thing is, when he finally got to see them after I returned home, his comment (with a bored look on his face) was: “Oh … snakes … two of them … good luck with that.” And then it was back to his video game.
Imagine, all that sweating through my polo shirt – for nothing. No excited exclamations like: “Wow mom! Two snakes! How cool!” Not even a: “Wait mom, you don’t even like snakes so what gives?” That question would at least have given me some kind of starting point for more conversation.
I am pleased to report however that based on the above response to my heroic act I have learnt my lesson. No longer do I pretend to be brave or super cool. It’s easier and a lot less sweat to be plain old mom, than to try to impress a teenager.
In the meantime however I will keep the faith because children are indeed a wonderful reward from God! I will continue to teach him important life lessons and acknowledge that teenagers need a special ‘plan of action‘ when it comes to parenting. Most important of all, I will relish the fact that one day Nathan will have his own children … I can hardly wait 😉