Sweet treats at the Fenadoce

We got these delightful treats from one of the numerous stalls at the Fenadoce, which we visited last weekend.

I enjoyed the one covered with ground nuts the most because the bland nutty taste provided a perfect complement to the creaminess and sweetness of the mound it covered. My husband and daughter preferred the one with shredded coconuts. These goodies were really appetizing but too sweet for us to gobble in one sitting. I finished my nut-covered treat in three days, with just a bite or two after a meal!

On that very cold and windy day, we managed to get through the traffic, find a good parking space, and squeeze ourselves through the dense, animated crowd. It was a relief to have finally made it to the exhibition hall and a huge achievement to buy a box of sweets to take home.

When I grow up…

“What is your ambition?”

Sounds like a question from your old slum book? There was a time those colorful and scented notebooks became a hit among my friends and classmates that almost everyone, at least the girls, was keeping one in their school bags.

Each slum book carried a profile of everyone. I have signed dozens of them during my elementary school days and I’m sure I never had a consistent answer to that question. Maybe I wrote “nurse” in one and “doctor”, if not “broadcast journalist” in another. I never became any of those though; well, not just yet.

Is she ready for school?

Just recently, my little girl started going to school.  Months before that, I kept asking the question, “Is she ready?”.  After the first day of school, I realized, however, that the question points more to me rather than her.

We have always been together every minute and every hour since we arrived here.  She got used to having me as her teacher and classmate at the same time.  The adjustment that was about to take place worried me somehow. 

Adding to my worries was her occasional refusal to go to school whenever my husband and I asked her.  Sometimes, her ‘no’ would be as strong as her ‘yes’.  So, we tried to wait a little longer.

While facing this issue, I realized during my quiet moments that I had to deal with it, too.  I got used to the same situation and I have to make some adjustments as well.  I have become too comfortable being with her that I can’t stand the thought of being alone, on my own, while she’s in school.