Resilience

Last Saturday, Yaya wrote her SAT subject test ( Spanish and Biology)

I live very far away from the test center and no shops are open at that time of the day when the test starts ( 7.45 AM). So I end up waiting at the car park till IKEA (nearest shop) opens and watch parents dropping their children who are writing the SAT.

Caucasians and Asians: They drive to the car park, stop for a few seconds, student alights from the car, they drive off, student goes to find where the test center is.

Indians: They drive to the car park. Park the car. Student alights from the car, so does Mom and Dad ( plus the rest of the family in some cases). Mom checks the hall ticket, pencil case etc the student has, Dad gives last minute instructions. They all walk  to the test center. They discuss exactly where the student should wait for them after the test. They wait, till the student enters the hall. Plus an extra few minutes, just in case the student needs something the very last minute. Then they leave.

I am not picking on the Indian parents. My mother was exactly the same. So are all my cousins. Somehow we refuse to teach our children resilience. We think we would be bad parents if we don’t walk every step of the way with our children.

I saw this article in the local newspaper. Imagine sending your 14 year old daughter alone to a strange place with just 5 Hong Kong dollars knowing that your child is going to be homeless.

Article is here

http://couriermail.newspaperdirect.com/epaper/viewer.aspx

( page 13, Q weekend, Courier mail + Joyce Chiu June 6-7 2015)

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2 thoughts on “Resilience

  1. Thought of sharing a funny incident that happened last week. There was a spelling competition and my son also registered for it. I knew he will study only 50 word out of that200 words and I was fine with it. I just want him to face an exam even if he fails. He went for the competition with one pencil in a pocket (no books nothing , as he hasn’t touched the book). Once he reached the center it was funny , all the students there are doing last min preparation and my son looked at them as if they all are from some other planet. We couldn’t stop laughing.

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