They made me a food wrapper.

How flattering can this be? I was made into a wrapper for a packet of economy fried beehoon costing RM0.80?

I have made no secrets that I always find it hard to fit into my in-laws side. If you think one mother-in-law is bad, wait till you hear about my 5 mothers-in-laws. Nope, my father-in-law did not marry 5 wives. It is just that he got four very domineering, ‘know-it-all’ daughters who are old enough to be my huband’s mother. Yes, my MIL was pregnant with my hubby along with her two daughters. Ewwwss…I can’t imagine that!

Being a young bride, a hot-blooded one who cannot take criticism nor well-intention but dumb (imho) advices, life was hellish back then. But through the years, I had earned some respect from them due to my apple polishing skills, making my late MIL’s shoes extremely shiny. Moreover, none of my 4 SILs can cook like me. So, I am one-upper in that way. And that’s the only, single, one thing. I still have to take the comments on how bad I disciplined my kids, take care of their health, keep my house, choose my eggs, painted the house blah blah.

Still, I never fit in. So, I keep a distance except for a few ‘must do’ gatherings. Since this is the Ching Ming weekend, I have to face my 4 MIL-wannabes (or I sometimes tell my friends, Cindrella’s step-sisters)

I never told them what I do in my free time other than sleeping. Yes, they caught me sleeping at odd hours whenever they phoned my sons. My kids are pretty good at telling white lies to cover up for me.

So, I always have this low self-esteem when compared to them. One was a pig rearer’s wife, next a joss-sticks shop taukeh soh, third one a minimarket owner and fourth one, a motorbike mechanic shop. All of them are pretty hardworking, earning decent money. Unlike me, sleep and eat at the expenses of their little, baby brother (my hubby la). And some of them wear spaghetti strap tops and mini skirts (at 50 years old!). They also go on overseas holidays in a group.

Well, even if my face has been plastered in the papers so often, I never got a chance to explain to them what is internet, forum, group support, breastfeeding etc. Until one day when God must have taken the matters into His own hands. Love you, God!

One of my younger SIL who reads English actually bought a packet of economy beehoon (something cheap for breakfast) and on it, they use the newspaper article about me to wrap it.

News archive available here.

I wouldn’t call it co-incidence. I call it God’s intervention to make me feel good. And boy, do I feel good when yesterday, SIL#3 took out this old, almost torn piece of newspaper to show to her 3 sisters and 3 brothers (bleargh, I married into a family of 8 siblings). If you think that my atm would call every damn person alive on earth to tell them how great his wife is, well, unfortunately no. Sometimes, I even wonder if he reads the paper about me. (no, I am not complaining, we exist like this peacefully)

Well, if I sound like I am bragging, yes, I am. You have to know how hard I had gone through, done how much to get where I am now. I feel good that now, I can ‘measure’ up in some ways. This is really silly and unimportant to others but to me, it means a whole lot. Because if I can’t rear pigs, repair bikes, take care shops, wear miniskirts and spaghetti tops, go holidays with my own sisters minus kids, at least I can run many other things, maintain a blog inclusive.

No compliments, please. I am not asking. What I wanted to say is sometimes, it is easy for us to do things for strangers, shine at other places but in our own family circle, we feel inadequate, insignificant and frustrated. Life is like that, I guess.

16 thoughts on “They made me a food wrapper.

  1. What you say is true. Life is like that. But we move on along. we can never please everyone. [note: i tried my best not to compliment 🙂 ]

  2. No wonder so familiar when I read the article again. I remembered reading it (feeling impressed)last year but didn’t know it’s U. That time too bz (working) to even pee. Lil, Memang salute u la !

  3. hehe, now at the new house, got study room or not? can collage all your newspaper articles, and etc into a frame and then hang-up like those restaurants. for your kids mah 😉

  4. What a strange coincidence! But then they say that truth is stranger than fiction. I don’t think I will ever look at ‘economy beehoon’ in quite the same way again.

  5. Hiyar, at least the food wrapper can be some topic you can use in future or to make joke about yourself :
    e.g. You know, I wrote for XXXX paper YYY column, when I show it to my relative, they just say “thank you” and use it to tapao food.

    This yield the best effect when some bugger keep talking their “lansi” day on paper ;p

  6. Fishtail – Tenkiu
    Cute girl – I am placing a curse that may you find a hiroshima girl one day and marry her. Then, I will have the last laugh.

    Moo_t – You long time no blog liao. Go blog la, why only commenting?

    Viewtru – May you find your economy beehoon wrapped in a nikid SYT. Then you ter-swallow your own tongue. LOL!

    Along – Tenkiu

    fishfish – Really? Which part? The crazy part or the mellow part?

    Belacans – I very modest wan, sked to show wan. All koyak and keep in clear folder oni.

    Dsaint – Right move. Wait till when things are official, lagi teruk wei.

    Simon – Wah, kembang. The baby is Matthew, my toddler #5.

    Kim – Remember hor? Next time marry an orphan, with loads of cash of course.

    Wingz – You better mean it. I had just delivered that baby for less than 2 mths you know?

    Joez – kehkehkeh, small world hor?

    Silencers – Yeah, divine gifts.

    Bawang Merah – Thanks for dropping by and thanks for writing.

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