Friday, February 27, 2009
chosing the right friends....
Hi all. I know its been quite a while since I last blog. Errrrggg.. since..... ehhhhh.... hehehe.... longest time lah. Sorry ah,,, F n E. Both of you have contributed much to keeping our blog alive. Phew... so far so good ! Well actually, there are too many incidents or happenings till dont know which one to blog about or even some forgotten already. Anyway, I better blog something today before we meet up tis evening, otherwise sure kena @#$%^&* from you all (E & F).... hahaha... (i know you wont lah... just say only mah).
Lets talk about my juniors. (what else would mothers talked about... besides......) Well, new term has commenced since January 2009 and i thought things in school are going well for both Sab & Wil. I finally managed to get them to take school bus back to my mums place after school. All this while, I have been driving them to (sometimes) and fro from school everyday...(at times, i have to rush from my appointment to pick them)and its been 5 1/2 years (primary) and kindergarten (3 years) = 8 1/2 crazy years. Mid last year, my aunt introduce an Indian uncle (her neighbour who has since retired) to ferry them back from school everyday @ per month RM50.00 / child - one way). Well, i was soooooooo happppy that i was relieve of this crazy rush. I still have to send them to n fro for their additional tuition class (kiasu parents, ah ??)but this is only thrice a week. So it's not so bad. So this uncle took up the responsibility to ferry them for almost six months last year. THen come December (almost to school re-open), he had a mild stroke.... alamak.. there goes my "honeymoon" sob... sobb....We visited him at home in December but not sure if he will recover in time even though he is very keen to continue to ferry them.
Just two weeks back, I received a phone call from school. My heart would miss a beat everytime the school number appear. Before I answer the call, my brain would be thinking of some negative response... like one of them is hurt or sick or.....! Wil Junior class teacher on the line. Conversation sounds something like this (in Mandarin - of course translation lah in English) :
Teacher (sounds upset) - He has NOT been doing his homework and of course never seems to pass up his homework. Everytime giving excuses, didnt bring to school, left at home.
Me - Wat... how come.. coz i asked him and her everyday... boy,,, how many homework today and girl wat about you ? Oh.. yes,,, ah... what are the subjects...
Teacher - Well, i am telling you.. he didnt do his homework at all !!
Me - oh boy,,, my apologies to you....
Teacher - I have advise him many, many times and yet there is no improvement from him. (upset again)
Me - OK,,,, when he gets back I will confront him on this. Sorry again, ah...
Teacher - if this persist, this year UPSR i oso dont know how ??
Me - yeah... so sorry.. to trouble you.
Teacher (cool down abit) - you have to think of some ways to make sure he do his homework. Maybe you have to put him in day care centre and get some one to monitor him.
Me - errr..... Ok.. Ok... i will do something.... sorry again... but thank you for your concern.
Wah, after this conversation, i was "boiling" inside and no mood to work. Cant wait to confront him. That same day, fetch him to tuition and question him in the car. He look blankly at me and i was @#$%^. Finally, he admitted, yeah a few homework he didnt do. So, i told him when you came back from tuition, please make sure you complete doing them. I cant whack him as he is already in year six. So, I have banned him from his activities till year end.
Some of his other friends is also not doing their homework... 1 gang. So I also forbid him to mix with that group, too. Dont know if I am doing the correct thing but bad influence is one of the key that leads to laziness. So, far,,, so good lah...until the next call from his class teacher (which i hope no more to come) !!
S
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I understand what u have to go thru! I have had my share! Hang in there and keep nagging them , keep them on a tight leash... and soon all will go well. :) WE Mums have to stick tog! ;)
E
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