Grace Kids at Great World

Uncle Aaron and Aunty Liz bought me a trial class voucher from Grace Kids on my last birthday. So my parents brought me to Great World City for their Rhythm in Me class on Valentine's Day. Having tried at Gymboree, Baby Jumper gym and Kindermusik, my parents thought this class was rather disappointing. The 2 teachers (one male and one female) of the class were first late by 10 mins.

They walked in with no apologetic look on their faces and the Indian lady, whom I was petrified of, was munching on a bread or apple or something. Most of the time, the two of them were having a good time by themselves. They teased each other and cracked jokes that only the two of them would laugh about. Papa said both behaved like a couple. Come on, we were there for a good music time for kids, not to watch a romance movie man!

Then the music they sang and played were so adults! At the end of the session, they picked up their bass and guitar and played the music of "Hotel California!" And asked the kids, like me, "Do you know what song is this?!" My parents gave each other the "Duh!? If any kids could answer, they should be in the book of kid freaks!"

Overall, not age appropriate and fun. For the first time in such a class I cried and stuck to my parents because of the very dark Indian lady. I'm not a racist, but she was not very friendly either. :P

That voucher still has 3 more classes to pick from. Guess Mama will opt for the open gym next time.
"I'm a Burger King--Princess!"

Before going for class, we ate at Burger King. I ate Chicken tenders and Chauwanmushi (Papa Dah Bao) and some onion rings. Oh, did I tell you my appetite had suddenly increased tremendously after my stomach flu? I had been always asking adults to feed me food! My stomach is like a bottomless pit now!

" The King and Princess!"

Papa took this crown for me only after I ate my meal. What a reward, I had been eyeing on it since I sat there. Thanks, Papa!

Happily wearing it by myself and walking and dancing around with it. Many people said I looked so cute. Heheheh...thank you hah!

Mama said, "Look here. Take photo!" So I posed for her. Stylo leh!?

Then we went to the class at Grace Kids. Teachers were late, so the kids did free play with the percussions.

I was happily exploring with the instruments. I even went to some classmates and played jumping games with them. Only when that Indian teacher walked in, I ran with my life to my Mama and cling onto her with fear.