stones are in abundance all around their opah's house. pick some over here, throw a few over there. repeat process. it's fun, it's exercising motor skills, and it's less yucky than say - playing in the mud.
...let's just hope they don't use tunggal (the family cat) as a target practice!
2) eat rambutan.
there seemed to be an endless supply of rambutan whenever they're here. lumps of hot red rambutans hanging on the tree at the front lawn, and at the back. oh heck, the house is surrounded by rambutan trees!
my sweetest memory of these rambutan trees was with mr. khairul's arwah opah. i was pregnant with kahfi at that time, and was looking at the trees filled with rambutan. i simply commented, "banyaknye rambutan," and immediately mr. khairul's opah 'ordered' her grandson to pluck a few, just because the person asking (me!) was a pregnant woman!
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mr. khairul's dad built a huge bird cage right beside the house. it's a pleasure to go out in the morning and just enjoy the sound of the singing birds. more than often, the boys could even feed the birdies.
khaleef at the bird-cage
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4) ride on bike.
it's an old rusty bike, and they don't even wear helmets! but never fear, their uncle asrar (mr. khairul's youngest brother) just took the boys around the front lawn! here in kampung would be the only time the boys get to be on a bike, so they appreciate the 'ride' - as short as it was!
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5) chasing chickens.
this would probably their most favorite activity when in kampung. chasing anything that moves. they stop to count ants. they call out to the goats next door. they chase chickens, and in kahfi's case, while shouting as well.
so, have you gone back to kampung to break fast with your mak abah or atuk opah?