Teacher's Day Cupcakes

I remember teacher's day excitement was more pronounced during primary days. The whole class would get down to planning what to bring and what nots. As a class monitor for three years in a row, i took it upon myself to organising it from foods to entertainment. But my mom would complain when i try to get her to make the best goodies to take to school-my mom never was eager to participate im my school activities. It was a kinda competition who brings the best stuff. I remember one year mom was so pissed off at being disturbed, she just dished out some kesari the night before. Me being in Malay medium school and one of only 3 Indians, no one ate even a morsel of kesari. I remember being really sad when i had to pack the whole thing back home and felt mom truly sabotaged me. So the next year, I decided i wasnt going to ask mom do anything and took some groundnuts from grandmother's grocery to school. They were a hit. Nothing left. I stuck to kacang for the next 2 coming years. Rest case.




Therefore i knew where my 11 year old was coming from when she came home excited wanting me to make something really nice for her teacher's day. I immediately went into that 'il-be-the-mother-my mother-never-was' mode and baked 2 batches of lemon cupcakes. I got kiddo to participate and whip up the frosting.



2am, these got completed. As i settled into the arduous task of washing buttercream off the utensils, for a second, i felt like ...what the hell... and then i checked myself because that was what i grew up observing, a reluctant, emotionally absent mom who was well into her chronic depression and slept most of her non working hours away. I just told myself instead, wait till my kid comes home tomorrow beaming from ear to ear. And she did. Her cupcakes were a hit. Little things but they matter.

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