During my induction last month on the 21st til 25th October, the bunch of us had to sit through a lot of talks, every single day. Some were boring, some were bearable. But most of them informative. My favourite (obviously) is the part they explain about our monthly paycheck and allowances and how to ask for leave and how many days allowed for leave and so on. He he. That was the part most of us raised our hands to ask questions. :p
Anyways, most of the penceramah kept reminding us on how housemanship is going to be a tough journey so we must just be strong and whatnot. One of them asked "You know what people call you guys? Call your generation?" I was like "Err... Y Generation?"
"No, people call you the Strawberry Generation. You look so nice and perfect then when held too tight, put some pressure on, then become squished, ugly, spoiled. Very fragile."
Not exactly those words lah but you get my gist.
Then he explained.
"You guys are smart right, after 5As in UPSR you get 8As in PMR and the parents will be like oooo intan payung takyah buat kerja, biar mama je buat semua, kau dok belajar je. The teachers pulak ooo my favourite student, cikgu sayaaang kamu, takkan marah kamu bla bla bla."
"So, like, pampered since forever pastu jadi la strawberry."
Then I remembered when I went for my SPA interview, my dad accompanied me all the way to the meja daftar nama where else parents lain stay je downstairs. Then whilst I was waiting for my turn Aj came again, this time he tapau-ed milo ais and nasi lemak or something, asked me to come for a bit to eat hahah the recipe to strawberriness.
Then on my first day of work my mom woke me up and left me some money for lunch. Aj, well, he told me later he's gona come to hospital to jenguk me hahahaha cute right?!
But he didn't lah, I told him takyahhhh. 0:)
Then this morning, Aj woke up early and when I was almost ready he went and unlock kan the door, unlock kan the gate then start kan the engine for me and all alolololo memang jadi strawberry la I ni.
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