Last Saturday, Amil and I took Umar, age 3.75 yrs to watch Ice Age 2.
He is a huge fan of Ice Age 1, having pretty much developed his love for the movies beginning with this particular one at the tender age of around 2 years. Love being equal to watching the same movie at least 5 times a day for months on end...
We decided to treat him (or more so us the parents!) to Gold Class cinema seats, with him having the choice of either mummy or daddy sharing his seat. Good thing he didn't ask mummy and daddy to share one seat or it would've looked, to say the least, awkward. He instead bounced from mine to Amil's seat, asking questions at the same volume he would anywhere else, the word "whisper" suddenly not existing in his vocabulary.
He was all excited with the set up of the cinema, beginning with the refreshment counter outside, where we ordered our drinks and popcorn, the waiting lounge with nice and "cozy" beige armchairs, right to the inside of the cinema with the huge (to him) reclining armchairs, and space to run in between other patrons.
What made Amil's and my day was not Ice Age 2, but listening to the genuine, hard laughter of our little one, the glistening of his eye, the pure enjoyment of the movie.
Before the movie started, he recalled his last movie was Madagascar, watched at the normal RM10 per seat and not RM40 per seat. We told him this was a different cinema. I explained that we were treating him to watch a movie at a cinema that was Gold Class.
"Gold Class? This is a class? Where are the teachers?" all questions asked in one breath! Amil and I cracked up at these innocent questions.
"No, this is not a school class. It's a cinema class" I ventured an answer.
"What about my pre school?" he asked somewhat anxiously, and continued to ask about his teachers and friends.
Now this whole Gold Class cinema thing threw a new light to his definition of class. Something which I believe will make him look at his pre school class in a totally different way..... Now, I can't even begin to explain the existence of upper class, lower class, middle class, no class.... the latter being a potential to send him to the point of despair, the thought of his teachers, friends and class going missing, lost, disappearing.....
Monday, April 03, 2006
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