Thursday, January 12, 2006
Dear Diary,
To My mother " I love you no matter WHAT!!" *muacks
Primary school is all about growing up, new environment, new friends, new subjects to study. Its all fun, the schooling part that is. I guess ppl at that age usually cant wait to go home but I on the other hand was a total opposite...
Going home for me was actually quite painful, literally. Well let me introduce u to none other than my WONDERFUL MUM. Well just a short intro about her, judging by her younger photos, shes cute^^ but her ways have gone far from that range of Cute. Its the best interest of all Mothers to care for their child, nothing is ever stronger than the bond between mother and child. Well ok enough about the good stuff ya?
Torture isnt a very good word to use, how about "Its for your own good?". My father being a working person always leaves in the morning and come home only at night so, the responsibilty of taking care of the children was in her hands. But from as far as I know, her hands were either holding onto a cane or a text book T_T Like all Kiasu Mums still existing today, getting Top 20 just wont cut it, worst if u score all 70s. Primary school, and I think most of you would agree with me is, If u dont get Top5, or Get 90s, pray for Thicker skin ya??
* I am a bit bias here cause u know being in the Top class and all...
So let the rebellion begin. I HATED my mum at that time, she was KING, i cant over power her, I so SMALL, i cant outrun her, my Legs are too short and i cant out shout her, havnt gone through puberty so my voice = mouse. She was the slave driver, the ultimate nightmare. U see my house is just OPPOSITE my school( i love at bukit purmei) and so after school SHE will BE THERE WATCHING. Like an eagle stalking its prey. She could SEE my every move as i walk home, any delays springs endless questions and most probably the weapon.
Here are some of the "regulations"
1) come on immediately after school ( she can see so i cant get pass that )
2) bedtime = 8 pm, at most 9 pm
3) no staying over at friends house
4) Subject assessments *tons of them
5) CHINESE SPELLING EVERYDAY!!! <----- i seriously cannot make it
Failure to abide my the rules would lead to caning.
Weapon of choice:
1) Every replacable and damn CHEAP cane bought from the nearby grocery store.
2) the Clothes Hanger thats hanging all around.
Sometimes a parent must understand a child's intellectual abilities ya? Try to stand in our shoes. Well no goin to happen in my case. Wrong Chinese character = whack, and i get that alot. Chinese seriously has a major problem with me, i learn 5 words and forgot the last 5 i learned. I got drilled everyday for chinese, i got like 9+ books on them every year, close passages SUCK!! Most of my "Quality time" with my mother was spent learning chinese, so much so that I GOT INTO THE HIGHER CHINESE STREAM, or EMI. Quite hard to believe for someone WHO FAILS CHINESE SPELLING occasionally and even got BOTTOM of the class ON MAJOR CHINESE EXAMS ( NUMEROUS OCCASION). * ok some credit goes to my mother for force injecting chinese into my brain.
My brother had the same treatment, there was no escape. He was more violent though, me i just stand there or sit there let my mother whack. My bro on the other hand fought back some times, throwing the cane OUT of the windown WOOT, or he being stronger broke the cane into smaller bits. <--- trust my bro to do the dirty work. There were days that i had cane marks that bruised my skin >< Well i tried coming up with new ways and methods to block her blows, like sitting at one corner of the sofa ( reduce my back to attacks), Using my hands to cover my thighs ( protect my thigh area from pinches), Lowering my head ( reduce surface area to my body), sit crossed legged ( refuce surface area to my legs). All these methods appear useful and effective LOL. *kids take note.
Beatings were daily affairs, i had no life, didnt go out with friends except to nearby coffeeshops, theres not one day i went home w/o my mother staring from above ( our flat faces the school gates), daily routine = study till bedtime, tv time = zero except for weekends and the rare good mood days, TUITION every weekend (CHINESES!!!!) i got that every year without fail. But i dont blame her, ITS FOR My OWN GOOD REMEMBER?? FUCK YOU
But kudos to my mother, it was only recently that i learnt that during pri school, she stayed up late at night to learn the chinese chapters so she could teach me tommorrow. She doesnt have a good chinese background and i guess she was as clueless as me. But never fail would she write the PinYing above the words she thinks i do not know. Shes truely amazing.
*AS FOR THE OTHER SUBJECT, take it as i am gifted in them can?? I didnt really have a problem with them, especially science which i pwn everyone in LOL I remember the assessment books the school buys, they usually take the ans page out rite? well my mother ALWAYS buy THE EXACT SAME BOOK, and thus i always get the correct ans for EVERY question WAHAHAHAHA, To all those who didnt do the same thing, U ARE DUMB.
Well thats it for now.... stay tune for more primary school action! *installing starcraft in school computers, crushes and much much more!!!
Heres a story:
Why are you crying, a young boy asked his Mom?
"Because I'm a woman," she told him.
"I don't understand," he said.
His Mom just hugged him and said,
"And you never will, but that's O.K.".......
Later the little boy asked his father,
"Why does Mom seem to cry for no reason?".
"All women cry for no reason," was all his Dad could say......
The little boy grew up and became a man,
still wondering why women cry.
Finally he put in a call to God and when God got back to him, he asked "God, why do women cry so easily?"
GOD answered......
"When I made woman,
I decided she had to be special.
I made her shoulders
strong enough to carry
the weight of the world, yet,
made her arms gentle enough to give comfort...
I gave her the inner strength
to endure childbirth
and the rejection
that many times will come
even from her own children.
I gave her a hardness
that allows her
to keep going and take care
of her family and friends,
even when everyone else gives up, through sickness and fatigue without
complaining....
I gave her the sensitivity to love her children under any and all
circumstances. Even when her child has hurt her badly....
She has the very special power to make a child's boo-boo feel better and
to quell a teenager's anxieties and fears....
I gave her strength to care for her husband, despite faults
and I fashioned her from his rib to protect his heart....
I gave her wisdom to know that a good husband never hurts his wife, but
sometimes tests her strengths and her resolve to stand beside him
unfalteringly....
For all of this hard work,
I also gave her a tear to shed.
It is hers to use
whenever needed and !
it is her only weakness....
When you see her cry,
tell her how much you love her, and all she does for everyone, and even though
she may still cry, you will have made her heart feel good.
She is special!
Please send this to women you know, and those with mothers,
sisters, and special women in their lives.
But, also send this to men so they will understand about what a
wonderful thing a woman is.
Each day is a mountain that must be climbed; with courage each step
gets easier.
Love your Mother Always
and keep her Smiling
Shut the Fuck up And listen -12:29 AM
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