As you live along your age, you will surely, certainly, encounter babies. Your neighbours, your relatives', your friends', yours.
I've been hearing a lot of baby and kids crying; not as much as you our dear nurses; and they seemed to fall into several categories. Hungry cries, angry cries, tired cries, being punished cries, poo poo cries, stranger cries, mama-tf-are-you cries, buy-me-toys cries, look-im-cute cries ...
Recently, a new category emerges... The FIREWORK cry/cries. You might have asked, the frick this is?! Aha, gimme 3 secs.
> They sounded like fireworks.
You know fireworks? The suspense yeeee-uuuu before the explosion booom pla pla pla? They sounded like the former. We always check the calendar when we hear it, just to confirm whether its a holiday the next day. Malaysians love fireworks on holidays midnights.
I could categorise them under the I-want-attention cries, but I can never tell what do the kids want unless I go see the fireworks myself. Then people would say me rude. And people nowadays are very sensitive, describing people as Regular could give you a RUDE rating, even though one of the best thing is to be a Regular.
Being Regular is great! You should understand that being regular means you live a normal life! No chronic diseases such as diabetes, you have stable job like everybody else, your dun have rare ass issues such as allergic to sunlight, and best of all, you get to die when you are old, like every normal people do! (instead of, well, accidents, cancers)
Lastly, stay safe. Survive the new norm.
