this morning started out as a bright and sunny day.
now, i have a headache. again.
life is such an irony.
things were much simpler when i was a kid. i remember our elders teaching us the proper mind-set and principles for life. the lessons were simple. basic rudimentary moral codes that we would have known even if it was not grinded into us 24/7.
you should treat everybody equal and approach them with humility and manners.
you should have respect for public properties and not throw rubbish everywhere.
you should not talk to strangers.
you should work hard in your studies and behave in the classroom.
but when you grow up, you realise that all the teachings are merely idealistic dreams in a fool's paradise.
i have had so many experiences with people who just do not respond to refined decorum and mild-mannered suggestion. on the contrary, a strong firm voice with a little attitude and a lot of arrogance will get the other party jumping and acceding to your request within the shortest time-frame possible.
my husband had a little problem with a certain man, who was plainly recalcitrant and pulling his feet behind. his polite request and reminders were ignored and disregarded. feeling frustrated that the whole simple request was taking way too long, i send an sms in his name; the same sms as he had earlier sent, without the 'please' and 'thank you'. and i added 'a second reminder' to the front of the text. within one minute, he responded with a 'no problem'. this was the same request that my husband has been asking from him for the past two weeks. by the end of the day, that man still has not come back with the required information. again, i took his handphone and send another message, this time with a 'when can i have it?'. within half an hour, the necessary information was forwarded to us. this is only one example of so many that i have encountered in life. a slightly raised voice and a little attitude...is that the way to better efficiency?
so, how do i teach my kids? to treat everybody fairly and gently, with 'please' and 'thank you' punctuating your sentences? but if it would get nothing done for them? surely, it cannot be morally correct to teach them to intimidate and frighten others into action. but it is a 'big fish eat small fish' world out there, so do i teach them proper manners or how to survive?
i was in a queue with some very young students today. everybody was waiting for their turn, albeit impatiently as they have to return to class. a prefect stepped in front and jumped the queue. his classmate told him that he was cutting in and that he should join the queue like everybody else. that little boy gave a wordly expression, probably from imitating his parents, and said it was alright as he was in a hurry. okaaaayyyy, so was everybody else in the queue. anyway, the cashier took his payment for the purchase, which in turn caused the other boys to say that they should have done the same in the first place and they will not queue in the future. so, do i teach my daughter to fight for what she wants or wait blindly like the rest of the students? yes, if everybody does not follow rules, there will be chaos. but have you never jumped queue whilst waiting at a badly-jammed road? so, does she wait and risk being scolded by the teacher for being late, or does she feign ignorance and walk innocently to the front of the cashier?
i tell my children all the time that they should be wary when talking to strangers. for evil has no face. you can't tell if the friendly looking lady is plotting some not so pleasant schemes. however, when she meet people in the lift, and they ask her friendly questions like which school she goes to and other normal pleasantries, she ignores them. she has always been shy with strangers but i was upset that she could be so rude. she comes back with the reply, 'but you tell me not to talk to strangers'. again, i am defeated. i do not know what to say or do. she is right. then again, wouldn't normal courtesy require that she acknowledge the lady? i am starting to question what is right and what is wrong.
people tell me that good mothers will check their children's homework. so, if i were to spot a mistake, do i point it out to her? if i do, she will correct all the errors and hand to the teacher an error-free work, which will not highlight to the teacher that she is not very familiar with the topic. if i don't, then what is the point of checking the work in the first place? surely it can't be natural for a child to always hand in a perfect workpaper. is she is forever correct, she must be a genius. but then again, how can i check my daughter's work and leave the error there, knowing full well that she will be marked wrong.
loving a child is easy. it's nurturing them and teaching them that is the most difficult. when they were babies, all you have to do is provide them with lots of love, attention and make sure they are properly clothed and fed. when they grow older, you have to be careful of stiffling them with your love. you have to give them leaway to make their own mistake, and watch while they resent you for not being there to mollycoddle them. you have to let them grow and harden your heart against their wimpy cries. you tell them you love them and send them out in the tough world.
i'm in a dilemma now whether to 'rescue' my daughter from an unpleasant situation in school. or to let her learn that this is what the real world is like. isn't it a little too early yet? i want her to remain as innocent, sweet and untouched as long as it's possible. but she must also learn to fight her own battles and hopefully grow from there. but what if she doesn't have it in her? shouldn't i protect her? what if she is not yet ready?
i really don't know how to be a good parent anymore.
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One of the reasons my mom sent me away is to let me learn how to be independent, to take care of myself, and to be responsible for my actions. I think she had made a good decision on that. At least now I know how to make myself a meal when I'm hungry, I know how to be tidy and neat, I know how to clean the toilet, I know how to take care of myself and everyone else. But my baby sis doesn't. She is turning 20 soon but she's still like a 12 year old.
That aside what I want to say is that: When I was studying in overseas, they don't teach Moral Education in schools. There is no such a thing called Moral education. But the people over there have more courtesy and manners than anyone of us here, those who had studied Moral in schools. :)
Don't fret about what to teach or not to teach to your kids. Kids mimic. If you show your courtesy towards others, they will follow you too.
dear titoki: maybe that has a little to do with you being the elder. elder sister is usually more independent whilst the baby sister is more used to being protected. i've also been sent away when i was 11; too early an age for my opinion. i don't know if that made me more independent or made me emptier. would it be different if i had my mother's love with me as i was growing up? i had always wondered about it. not much bearing on what i was discussing but i just wanted to say it anyway.
Yes, you are right, the only thing that I missed the most when I was in Auckland was my mother and father's love, attention and their naggings. ;)
dear titoki: so did i. when i was that wee little, i cried in the bus everytime that they left. imagine, an 11yr old, hiding in the corner of the bus, even before the sun is up, trying to hide her tears from the world. i guess it must have gone pretty deep for me to still remember it all these years. so, did it make me stronger now? i really don't think so.
I think I understand how you feel. It's like a bitter sweet memory. Bitter because you have left your folks' embrace so young. Sweet because you get to go overseas. But then as human, we tend to lean on the negativity more than the positivity. That's why until today I still have the bitter aftertaste lingers in my mouth. To me, it always seems like my sisters get more love and attention from my parents than me. But nothing is perfect in this world. Sigh.
everyone got to fight his or her own war and live his/her own life. teach them value & faith well, and the rest is up to them.
as u would have known by now, i am still living w my mum. i only manage to live on my own when i was away in the university. i am not complaining about her or the condition we are in but life is like that. u gain some, lose some...
the queueing incident is just one example. like driving, i always give way to driver who wanna overtake me. i sincerely give them the benefit of the doubt that they are rushing to tau thoi (rebirth). vice versa, i hope ppl will extend the same courtesy when i am in a rush and rude at times...
aiya! sell ur kids lah!
storm the skool wit a pair of sai gua dou (watermelon knife)!
dear fei: i think you are a good man to stay with her during her time of need. not many people would have done that.
ahhhh...but at which point do you stop giving in? say there is 12 cars all waiting to cut in just before you. at which point do you start feeling silly and tell them to go buzz off? you realise definitely that not all 12 people are eager to go 'tau thoi' :-)
dear wuching: you mean my precious cute little angels? over my dead body. as much trouble as they can be, i rather die first.
dear seng kor: wahhhh! so violent one. first you go liu everybody, now out comes the knife. very frustrated ah? calm down. meditate.
It's a growing process for us parents as well.
To me, at the end of the day, if I have done my best...then, that's good enough.
Don't be discouraged. You've doing a great job as a mother so far. Keep up the good work :)
sometimes u just have to be nasty to get things done.
some people need the cane..
but then again.. so does the child..
if nothing else work, the cane will!
dear mickell: thank you for your kind words
dear kw: yes, everyday we are learning how to be a good parent. but how will you know when you have done your best, or even when you have the done the correct thing. sadly, life is not always so clear
dear robin: but we can't go around canning everybody can we? :-p violence begets violence
can't add anything here. i'm not too much of a father either.
q cutting is most serious when crossing the immigration between KL & PL. i dont give to all, only the one immediate into my lane.
actually one time i nearly get down from my car to tell off a youngster in a celica. lucky my wife restrained me. otherwise i am sure an ugly scene would have developed.
i dont crave justice on the road. there are enough tormented souls out there. dont want to feel lucky to meet one on the road hor!
btw kl = kiasu land & pl = pak lah land
:-)
wahhhh..you also got banyak violent potential. next time i don't anyhow horn those cars coming from kl to pl. nanti got hantam by fei also don't know.
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