Never liked to receive phone calls from teachers WHEN my child is still in school.
From past experiences, it usually spells trouble….

12th February 2014, Wednesday.
Binbin’s teacher called.
My heart dropped after his 4th word: “Zane’s hand was hurt when……”

I think he was expecting me to yell (when I didn’t say anything at all) ‘cos he kept saying: “Don’t worry Don’t worry, its not serious….”
I just asked: “Left or right hand?”
I continued: “So he is able to write with his right hand. That’s fine. Does he want to come home?”
Phone was passed to Binbin.
I asked: “Binbin, is it very painful?”
Binbin: “Yes..”
Me: “Did you cry?”
Binbin: “Of cos NOT!”
Me: “Do you want to come home?”
Binbin: “No.”
Phone passed back to the teacher.
I wonder if my CALMNESS made the teacher felt uneasy.
‘Cos he continued to elaborate about the blood, about the washing with saline, about the door knob was not rusty….. as if waiting for some negative response from me, but I just said: “Ok.”
Maybe I am the CALMEST parent (he had encountered) when such phone call is made…..

Well, to me, accidents are NORMAL, its part and parcel of life, so long as it was NOT intentionally caused by someone else.

Most of you would have read the above in my Facebook status on that day.
Some of you showed concern and asked how did the accident happened exactly.
Alright, here’s the full story:

Binbin’s teacher told Binbin to ‘recall‘ some classmates back from another classroom, to join the rest of the class, before they could be dismissed for recess.
Binbin ran out of his own classroom and into another classroom. According to my 8 year old, he did not know why he raised his left hand while running into the 2nd classroom.
The left wrist brushed across the metal piece that was on the door frame. That metal piece which the door knob meets when the door is closed.
The result?
A cut that was pretty deep on the side of his wrist….






I bought a BIG medicated plaster for him that very day and it healed quite well while my boy was sleeping that night. I had to get a BIGger medicated plaster for him as the ones at home were too small/short to cover the long slit.
However, as the skin near the injured area was still tender, whenever he moved his wrist, the skin would pull the wound and hence he will feel some pain and will stop whatever that he was doing and hold onto his bandaged wrist gently as if comforting it…..


13th February 2014, Thursday.
Binbin went to school with the BIG medicated plaster on, in case he brushed his wrist across something again and injured the wound once more.
I was curious to SEE what was the ‘thing‘ which injured Binbin.
So, I went to the school and managed to get a picture of it:





When Binbin came back from school in the afternoon, “Mummy, Mr. C. asked you to bring me to the doctor and claim insurance from school.”

Both Allan and I think that it was UNnecessary, as the wound is healing well (though slow) with the self-purchased medicated plaster from Watsons. Unless I can claim that too. *laugh*
Binbin is taking it very well and he does not have much complain about the wound anymore, so we did not do as what the teacher had suggested.


14th February 2014, Friday.
Surprisingly, Mr. C. spotted us near the hawker centre after school hours and RAN towards us while CALLING “Zane! Zane!”.
Once again, Binbin’s teacher said: “Since Zane was injured in school, he can claim from the school insurance. Just bring him to the doctor, pass us the receipt and we can process the claim for him.”

From his tone, I cannot help but feel that he felt guilty towards Binbin’s injury.
Afterall, if he had not asked Binbin to ‘recall‘ back his other classmates, this would not have happened at all…..


Injured in School