Friday, May 22, 2009

recently ive been hooked onto this 9pm singapore drama called the school daze.
shu bao tai zhong.
and in some episodes i kinda saw myself in those situations when i was young.

in the show:

having intensive tuition.

couldnt join the badminton team because he could not secure 4 Band 1s.

running away from home.

forged signature because did not get band 1 and got caught.

kid got so stressed until she tore up her notes and stuck it all over her head to make her remember.

and me:
tuition at least 5 times a week. with my mum throwing me at my tuition teacher's house all sunday long to do my revision. composition and abacus on saturdays. back to back.

was disallowed to stay back in school to watch the soccer match finals between parry primary school and charlton school.in the end i felt so bad that i cried while i was bathing and i think my mum heard me.

couldn't join the basketball team because i simply do not have time for eca back then . tuition tuition and more tuition.

told a lie to my mum about having a 5 day school camp when school camp was only for 3 days. lied because my mum wudn't allow me to go chalet and i really wanted to. in the end. my mum made a police report when she found out that i only had 3 days of camp.

terrified whenever i didn't score full marks for spelling and ting xie. my mum used to whack me with the cane. oh yah and my fucking ridiculous tuition teacher. 95 marks = 1 stroke of the cane. 90 marks = 2 strokes of the cane. seriously. what the fuck.

and oh yah. did i mention i couldnt finish my tuition homework and ended up hiding my tuition assessments books everywhere? told tuition teacher i lost my exercise book and guess what. i had to buy a new one and was forced to redo everything. what the fuck. i resorted to buying an additional same assessment book and copied the answers and guess what. i got caught and was caned . tmd.



like my mother says. she seriously has tonnes of stories to tell about me when i was young. she even suggested to my dad that she could write series of books just on me and publish them to the world as a retirement job. probably she will do even better than miss rowling. hurhur.

its true that.parents want their kids to be the best. but i so disagree with claims that " i want my son to be an engineer when he grows up." " i want to see my daughter graduate from university and take graduation photos with me so that i can tell the whole world about it". its fucking irritating. comeon. mothers and fathers. please think about the stress and shits that you kid is getting. if he wants to be a football star. at least listen to him. if he wants to be the next singapore idol. the least u can do is to listen to him instead of imposing ur fucking standards on them.if ur son wants to be a chef. just let him know that if this is what he wants. make sure he become the best chef in singapore or even in the world. :).i always think that parental support is very important to a kid. and for God's sake. you ARE NOT your kid. how would you know whether he cannot cope with a cca? how would you know that being a musician is the best way out for him/her. how would you know that he is interested in pharmacy and not engineering? let the kids have a choice and choose what they want in life because i think they are the ones who noes it most.

and yahlah. enuff of ranting up there. at the end of the day. im saying all these from a son's perspective. who noes. scully when i end up a dad. i will think the same way like how my mum did. and i might just cane my kid a stroke for every mark off the perfect score. hurhur.

life is pretty much unpredictable. hurhur. :)
posted by deschutz. on 5/22/2009 10:26:00 PM