Throwback to simpler days
You see, one of my best friends got married and I found myself wondering when we grew up..
It’s Sunday night, I just updated my BBM status to “DND” and sent my friends a message saying my parents have my phone. The Sunday-night-monday-morning-is-school-feeling is in my stomach. My sister and I talk in our beds until my mum screams at us to sleep. My parents are watching the eight pm movie on M-Net and my sister and I, try as we might struggle to hear what’s happening in the movie.
Monday morning: My sister and I are fighting about who’s school socks are the ones in the draw. We make it in time for school just before the bell rings. In math class, I get called out for reading Harry Potter under my desk. My teacher was not impressed. At break, my friend asks me to start a scooby for her and we spend the rest of the break making scoobys. The school day drags after break. At 1:45 pm, the bell rings and the school day is over. We rush home to get to madrassah. I put on my black Tommy Takkies for madrassah as this has become the uniform for my class. We’re late for madrassah so my moulana gives me a demerit. I get another demerit when my friend and I won’t stop talking about our weekend. Madrassah ends and when my mum asks me what homework I have, I say “nothing” and then I proceed to watch 7de Laan.
Tuesday, Wednesday and Thursday pass in similar fashion.
It’s Friday night, everyone at home is really excited for family supper, we all have a lot to tell each other about the week. We eat supper on the round table (which I remember being able to fit at least twelve of us). Us kids sneak away to watch tv in our grandparent’s room, we fight for who gets the remote. I usually win. The five of us somehow all fit on the queen sized bed and we’re watching the episodes we recorded in the week of House of Anubis and iCarly.
On Saturday morning, I’m up early to watch the new episode of Hannah Montana which is followed by a new episode of Wizards of Waverly Place which is then followed by a new episode of Phineas & Ferb. My friends and I want to go to Rosebank on Saturday night so my parents agree to take us. We wear matching red jeans and white t-shirts with All Stars.
We have brunch on Sunday and my mum decides that we need to bond as a family so we go to Monte Casino Bird Gardens where we all pretend to be interested in the birds to make my mum happy. And so, after having toasted cheese and tea for supper, the cycle begins again.
But one morning I woke up and I was no longer the little girl going to madrassah everyday from three to five. Suddenly, I had a license and I was the one picking up my little brother from school and running around doing errands for my mum. There was a whole new generation watching tv but it wasn’t in my ma’s room and they weren’t watching iCarly, instead this new generation all had their own tablet or iPad and they were watching other kids play with toys on YouTube.
We were just having fun, we didn’t realise we were making memories.
Some of my favourite memories include my grandparents surprising us with these really cool scooters for Ashura and my cousin coaching me on how to be a goalie, playing stuck in the mud and going through the marbles and tops phase. Nothing beats getting a Nintendo 3DS for keeping all of my rozas and I remember my uncle distracting us when we were fasting by letting us play Mario Kart on the wii right until before the athaan went.
I think it’s so important for us to bring back the simple joys of our childhood for our children. We owe it to them. We should also remember that while we are growing up, our parents are growing old so it’s time for us to take care of them and spend time with them and learn as much as we can from them so that we can be as good parents as them or even better parents than them.
Thank you @yoamod for the dope Disney edit.