Our beloved Super-Nanny didn’t turn up for work on Thursday.
She didn’t answer her phone or respond to my texts.
She didn’t turn up for work on Friday. She didn’t turn up today.
Our Super-Nanny didn’t say anything on Wednesday about needing a few days off. She didn’t say anything about not working for us anymore. She didn’t even say goodbye to Miss M, who was just drifting off to sleep on Wednesday when the nanny’s shift ended.
She did stop on the way to her motorbike and come back to the door to say it was the end of the month. I stared at her for a few seconds, not understanding. Then realised she was asking to be paid.
I am deeply saddened at the nanny’s absence. Darling Man says he’s not surprised at all. He says he’s actually been expecting it.
Without Darling Man’s understanding of Asian culture – his culture – I would be even more upset by the nanny’s no show. I’d probably go through a range of emotions, including anger at being betrayed by someone I considered part of our family, even though it was only four hours on weekdays for the past four months.
Instead of raging against the stony silence of the non-communicative nanny, I can ask Darling Man why. Why, why, WHY?
And he answers calmly….
She has very good English. It’s easy for her to get another job. She doesn’t need a reference or an introduction from us.
It’s easier to leave without saying goodbye. Goodbyes are sad.
No, we probably didn’t do anything to upset her. She just doesn’t need the money anymore, or got a better-paid job.
No, we probably won’t hear from her again.
No, she probably hasn’t had an accident. If she’d had an accident someone would have answered her phone.
Yes, he will help me keep the floors clean. And keep the baby occupied every morning so I can work.
So, that’s it. The Super-Nanny era has ended. No more cooking lessons, no more travel advice, no more reminders to pay our bills on time, no more shouts of tah-leung (prankster) as she chases Miss M around the house.
Sometimes this cross-cultural stuff is hard. I miss Super-Nanny and I can’t understand how she can just disappear from our lives without saying goodbye.
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