On Thursday Night mum was worried and looked stressed, I kind of understood because my brother was getting a voluntary surgical operation (circumcision) personally not that they gave him a choice but they could have done this when he was a baby or wait for him to agree to it knowing all the pros and cons, less stress. She came to my room and asked if I was busy this weekend 'she knows the answer to that I am a sheltered kid' I said I plan to watch a grown man comfort his son as they bond over lost pieces of skin, only not out loud "no mum, why?" she asked nervous and unsure "well a friend needs a favour and the school teacher is busy to help out they suggested you as the family's relatives stay far, will you take care of a 4 year old this weekend" "ok will the kid be coming here?" "that is the thing though she is allergic to dogs and we have them, you have to go there… like she was reading my mind she said. "The brother was meant to say with her but he has soccer practice this weekend from morning till late and the kid will be left alone during the day, you will need to sleepover, and they will pay for this"
So, the story is that due to the dept of education changing the curriculum many schools and their educators are asked to go no weekend long seminar or conference to learn how to teach the new materials. The dept originally planned to do 10 schools as a start and the corrupt bustards cheaply added 2 more so one of mum's friend and his wife were now going on the same weekend. I have never met them I get to meet
qRwith junk food. I am all about nutrition even though I am fat I trick the kids in my care into eating veggies and fruits. So, I agree Dad is still preoccupied with my brother to care so I will be alone this weekend. I also agree on how a change will lighten my mood before I can ask for a name mum asks me to pack clothes enough for the weekend I will come back on Monday after school. So, I grab yoga pants, jersey, jacket/blazer, a large t shirt, sleep shorts and a shirt, 2 tees, a blouse and 3 jeans and a dress for church. Underwear, toiletries, lord of the rings book, mp3 player and some make up to cover up what I was preparing to be long nights and black eyes I just started, flash cards and a box game for the kid to learn numbers and words. I cringe at the thought of my dad cooking and cleaning, and pray for my brother so I place my cook book on the microwave and stashed biscuits and chips in his room and did the same for my sister to take to her relatives (her dad's side). I love my siblings to death, but do not tell them that they may abuse it.