Asked his P1 teacher. "How is he?"
Answer: He is coping. Period.
Friday, July 22, 2011
Tuesday, July 12, 2011
Day 5 in the Singapore school
He's getting richer by the day!
I give him $2 daily.
He spent a total of 80cents the whole of last week.
I give him $2 daily.
He spent a total of 80cents the whole of last week.
2 years 1 months and 10 days
Just realized I've completed almost 11 months of my 3-year assignment. I can almost 'see' what's going to happen this time next year. How far can one plan? How far should one plan? I haven't yet planned us coming back to Singapore for sure.
Thursday, July 07, 2011
Day 3
Day 2 ended with him saying that he is upset with everyone in his class. He said they would not listen to the teachers instructions and all that happened on day 2 was non-stop scolding by the teacher. He decided he had enough, hated it and that he did not want to continue going to school here in Singapore anymore. He continued to be upset the whole evening, protested when I told him to get into his uniform this morning and sulked along the journey to school.
Told him the story of the boy who went to school for 3 days and quit.
On the first day, the boy was taught how to write the Chinese character for the number One: 一
On the second day, he was taught how to write Two: 二
On the third day, he was taught Three: 三
And so the boy thought, that's simple isn't it and decided not to waste his time going to school anymore.
He never found out that the number Four is written like this: 四
Worse. Whenever he had to write 'One Hundred', he had to use a comb instead of a pen.
This made our boy laugh... but he still carried his bag reluctantly and deliberately dragged his feet through the school gates.
Day 3 ended with him showing us a thumb which was neither up nor down.
It was "ok", he said.
Told him the story of the boy who went to school for 3 days and quit.
On the first day, the boy was taught how to write the Chinese character for the number One: 一
On the second day, he was taught how to write Two: 二
On the third day, he was taught Three: 三
And so the boy thought, that's simple isn't it and decided not to waste his time going to school anymore.
He never found out that the number Four is written like this: 四
Worse. Whenever he had to write 'One Hundred', he had to use a comb instead of a pen.
This made our boy laugh... but he still carried his bag reluctantly and deliberately dragged his feet through the school gates.
Day 3 ended with him showing us a thumb which was neither up nor down.
It was "ok", he said.
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