There is still hope
Hi hi,
Sometime ago I wrote about my lowered expectations on our future generation. What I failed to mention was my lack of expectations on today's parents. I felt most do not know how to be parents. But last Fri was PTM, met 27 mummies and daddies. This week, met another 4. The last parent I met today changed my opinion thoroughly. What an enlightened mummy. To be honest, I am touched by her. A cancer patient herself, worrying herself sick over her boys. Trying out different ways of dealing with them and showing her kidz wonderful respect most parents cannot achieve. Yet, one of the son must disappoint her time and again. She was most upset by him and by her inability to turn him round and now reached out to us for help. And yes, together, we shall all work hand in hand to turn the boy around.
Often, we say we must try to understand the kidz more. I think speaking to mummies and daddies and understanding them as parents is as enlightening. It gives insight on why certain kidz behave in certain manner.
Am so glad I met up with most mums and dads from my class. :) It brought me much closer to my kidz, having understood them much better. :) And they know me much better, that I care about their well-being and their results. A good strategy I used on students not doing well, which I thought was good, is to ask student where he hopes to go after O levels. And then ask him if he can make it there with his current grades. If not, they have 9 more months to work towards better grade, towards his/her dream/goal. Remind them to push themselves a bit harder so that they will be smiling come next Feb, and not look back, full of regrets - if only they have cut down that one hour of tv or that one hour of chatting on the phone; if only they had worked skightly harder.
Oh yes, and a P Semakau trip with me class was as fulfilling. The kidz love it. No matter how hard I tried telling them what a great place it was over there, they cannot picture anything other than smokey mountain. So, now, they know. And am glad I can share this memory of exploring new grounds with them. And of course, we were closer yet again. Laughter and more laughter. It's a wonderful break for them as well. Hope this is a leap towards uniting this fragmented class.
And oh, had a fall in skool during the hols and although the x-ray showed no fractures, I could not work when skool reopened. My back was badly swollen and it still is. And now, one leg is weak. So, was hoping to get a referral to a specialist but could never make it to the poly clinic on time. Why must they close by 4.30pm. Sigh... But I have learnt to walk really slowly, take things a little slower. Which means that I am missing all the deadlines. Arrgh...
SW
Sometime ago I wrote about my lowered expectations on our future generation. What I failed to mention was my lack of expectations on today's parents. I felt most do not know how to be parents. But last Fri was PTM, met 27 mummies and daddies. This week, met another 4. The last parent I met today changed my opinion thoroughly. What an enlightened mummy. To be honest, I am touched by her. A cancer patient herself, worrying herself sick over her boys. Trying out different ways of dealing with them and showing her kidz wonderful respect most parents cannot achieve. Yet, one of the son must disappoint her time and again. She was most upset by him and by her inability to turn him round and now reached out to us for help. And yes, together, we shall all work hand in hand to turn the boy around.
Often, we say we must try to understand the kidz more. I think speaking to mummies and daddies and understanding them as parents is as enlightening. It gives insight on why certain kidz behave in certain manner.
Am so glad I met up with most mums and dads from my class. :) It brought me much closer to my kidz, having understood them much better. :) And they know me much better, that I care about their well-being and their results. A good strategy I used on students not doing well, which I thought was good, is to ask student where he hopes to go after O levels. And then ask him if he can make it there with his current grades. If not, they have 9 more months to work towards better grade, towards his/her dream/goal. Remind them to push themselves a bit harder so that they will be smiling come next Feb, and not look back, full of regrets - if only they have cut down that one hour of tv or that one hour of chatting on the phone; if only they had worked skightly harder.
Oh yes, and a P Semakau trip with me class was as fulfilling. The kidz love it. No matter how hard I tried telling them what a great place it was over there, they cannot picture anything other than smokey mountain. So, now, they know. And am glad I can share this memory of exploring new grounds with them. And of course, we were closer yet again. Laughter and more laughter. It's a wonderful break for them as well. Hope this is a leap towards uniting this fragmented class.
And oh, had a fall in skool during the hols and although the x-ray showed no fractures, I could not work when skool reopened. My back was badly swollen and it still is. And now, one leg is weak. So, was hoping to get a referral to a specialist but could never make it to the poly clinic on time. Why must they close by 4.30pm. Sigh... But I have learnt to walk really slowly, take things a little slower. Which means that I am missing all the deadlines. Arrgh...
SW
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