Rice and Dirt for Dinner

Last night, mummy cooked my favourite dishes for dinner... pan-fried fish, tomato omelette and stir-fried greens with bunapi mushroom. I was so happy with my big bowl of rice (sprinkled with chia seeds) that I kept praising and thanking her as I shoved mouthful after mouthful of rice into my mouth. However, not even halfway through my meal, the bowl suddenly "skidded" off the dining table, plunged 3ft down and landed upside down on the floor with rice and everything else scattered on my lap and all over the floor! Luckily the bowl was an unbreakable stainless steel.

Needless to say, mummy was fuming mad!!! Mad because this was the result of her repeated warnings gone unheeded. You see, I have this bad habit of not holding the bowl when I eat (I usually eat with a bowl and spoon only). I like to eat with just one hand, allowing the bowl to move about on the frictionless glass-top dining table. The other hand is usually idle or used to entertain distractions... touch this, touch that. "HOLD THE BOWL" is screamed at me almost every day but it wasn't until last night that I finally realised the need to do so.

Ok, back to the mess. I was forced to pick up everything on the floor... every single grain and morsel. AND I was told to eat it all up, dirt and all. Mummy did not care anymore if that would make me sick (the floor was actually quite clean because she just wiped it). She was fed up of nagging me and she just wanted me to deal with the consequences of my stubbornness. I was also made to wipe the floor 3 times and to make sure there was no oily or sticky residue left on the floor. I did everything as told, in complete silence (only opened my mouth once to apologise).

When asked how did I like the "gar liu" (added ingredient) rice, I just smiled. No comments. Hahaha! Evil or not, my mummy?

Continue eating my rice scooped up from the floor... a little bit of dirt does the body no harm and it still tastes good anyway haha :p 

Note: I eat alone at the dining table most of the time because it is cluttered with my school books (half done homework), leaving no space for mummy and daddy. They prefer to have TV dinner on the living room sofa ;)