School Stories #6: My son. There’s hope yet!

This year, I was very surprised that #5 has suddenly ‘grown up’ and is taking his school work more seriously. In P1 and P2, it was obvious that school only meant one thing to him. And it spells R-E-C-E-S-S.

He was oblivious to everything that went on in class and whatever his teachers said went in one ear and out the other. His homework was hardly handed up on time, his worksheets were perennially missing, and he did not seem to know what was going on in class.

Learning to write cursive

Now that he is in P3, he has finally ‘woken up’ and I was delighted to see that he took out his books and did his homework and corrections without prompting from me. Last year he seemed to have selective memory and what he didn’t like or found hard to do (which was pretty much all his Chinese homework) he preferred to stuff right at the bottom of his bag and hoped that it would magically disappear through an imaginary abyss.

On Sunday, when I reminded him to keep his completed homework in his schoolbag, he said, “Oh ya, and I have to revise. My tests are coming up next week.” My girls and I stared at one another in disbelief. Did we hear right? (I must congratulate his teachers on doing such a good job.)
Then he turns around and continues playing. Ah well. The first step is awareness, no?

~ – a blog on parenting 6 kids in Singapore ~