Class Exercusion - Hay's Diary Farm

These were the photos taken on Tuesday when I took child care leave to accompany the daughter for her 1st class exercusion to the Hay's Diary Farm at Lim Chu Kang.

We arrived just in time before they set off, as getting the daughter to wake her hour earlier than her usual routine was extremely difficult. Fortunately, she was quite cooperative by finishing her milk in double quick time and changed to her child-care centre uniform. Upon arriving, she was given an orange name card by the teachers. As you can see from above, it was rather chaotic. I have to be thankful that i am not taking care of these children for a living !

This was the first time she sat on a school bus. The teacher got the kids to fasten the seat belt. I was not sure if the daughter really liked it, but it was definitely sth new for her, and she obediently clipped it on for the whole journey. The trip there was long, and i could sense that she had lost a bit of patience, and i had to on-off keep thinking of things to cheer her up. Of course, the most popular act was "Mr Bean". She seemed to enjoy hearing her dad said "Thank you" in the Bean personality!

Upon reaching, all the kids queued up in twos to go for the briefing by the farmer. Nothing really exciting, just to explain how they milked the goats, and the goat's body and functions of the various organs. Dun think the kids really uunderstood. I thot it was a relief when he asked them to stand up and proceed to feed the goats.

I bought a pack of dry Alfafa grass which that chap claimed were from Australia. After the speech, we walked to the barn behind, and really i din expect the daughter to do so, cos the floor was damp and seemed dirty. Would have thot that she would ask me to carry her. Lucky for me, she gamely took the strands of grass from me and fed the goats one by one. The missus would have felt ashamed if she saw it. The daughter was actually better than her in this aspect, if you know what i meant.

After the feeding, we proceeded to the open tables for snacks. After some breads and drinks, we hopped onto the bus for the joruney back. Somehow the return journey was quicker, and the daughter must have felt tired cos for the fact she woke up earlier than usual. So, she got a bit cranky... when we reached home, she finished her porridge rather quickly. She must be hungry as well!