Tuesday, May 22, 2007 @ 1:40 AM
A different upbringing
The weather is weird. Was drizzling when I left the house and had second tots abt swimming but just went ahead since i'm already out. Ended up burnt. The really amazing thing when I was at the pool was this 2 groups of ang mo kids playing in the pool with teachers in the pool. They're probably only pri 1 or 2. The HOT ANG MO teacher was in the pool with them hor. Not some hired coach leh. And after they finish their games, THEY HAVE A FREAKING NANNY TO LOOK AFTER THE KIDS AND MADE SURE THEY"RE CLOTHED!!!!!!!!!! Wa lao...which sch in sg have such thing. The kids are really independent cus they change themselve hor. SO INDEPENDENT! They should just hire me man. I will gladly just sit there and make sure they dun wear mini bikinis home. In pri sch, our swimming lesson is hired coach one lo and the teacher sit there and read story books and sometimes sleep. After our swim, we still have to go bathe ourself and kana chase like siao to queue in two-s to board the bus. NO NANNY HOR! And we have no games, swim means swim but i'm usually stagnant there la.
Thinking back...When I was in K1, I didn't cry on the first day of school but cried and kick the door on the second day when everyone actually started lessons proper. I also learnt to fake stomachache when the lesson was boring so I could go home.When I was in PY (equivalent to K2 but I started in RGPS already cus back then, the govt was trying such prog.), I shitted in my shorts and needed mummy to clear my shit. When I was in Pri 1, Learnt violin but stopped after the instructor passed away from heart attack.When I was in Pri 2, my only achievement was getting bronze for some Sport's Day games.When I was in Pri 3, I could run till my face go 'ang ang' and still be able to run unlike now.When I was in Pri 4, I pee-ed in my pinafore during spelling cus they teacher didn't allow me to go toilet. Mum came to clear me again.When I was in pri 5, greatest achievement was getting into EM1 and the teacher failed my higher chinese so badly that she told me mummy I'm hopeless in chinese and opted out. When I was in Pri 6, Went for swimming lessons with my sis through sch prog and couldn't even float properly so I was just practicing the frog style in the same spot while others are already swimming like little mermaid. The coach gave me up cus I cant even float properly and drank a tank of water. My sis got a cert for passing the beginner stage and the damn coach say I cannot pass. Damn it. I think i'm such a failure.All in all, 7 years in RGPS brought back truck-full of wonderful memories. The Jelita 7-11 and cold storage sweets. The monkey bars and blistered hand. The Math funland. the Water Sports Days and Sports Day. Annual RJC NAPFA. Running to Henry Park Pri to buy the cheaper ice cream. Catching of tortoise around Raffles bridge of Love. National Day dressed in red and white and standing under the sun until I curse and swear. The charity elephants envelop. How we started to talk proper about puberty and the sch gave out 'Pampers' every now and then I could raise enough to sell to NTUC. The many after school games while waiting for sch bus and parents to fetch and ended up in cuts and wounds tt needs 2 weeks to heal. See a friend swim during water sports and broke 2 front teeth and got it patched back again. Cried during a 3 days stayover at friend's place cus I miss home. The many architectureal projects(build temple, dream house, fairytale sculptures with ice cream sticks and other materials, etc) and mine got showcase in school exhibition one hor so dun pray pray. I miss the school hall, singing the 4Cs, school song, national anthem and pledge. The canteen-egg bread, prawn mee, fish cake, fried rice, shredded chicken, hot dog bun, pasta, etc. Getting into the wrong car when Pa came to fetch. Talking abt ghost stories behind the classroom. I volunteered to take the first jab cus most of the girls were crying and wondered why I built a phobia of jabs now. A lot eh...go think back and you will see how fast we grew like what banana said. I miss a lot of teachers. Mrs Bong for teaching me how to play the recorder.Ms Bala and Mrs Irene Ang for teaching me science.Ms Ang for teaching me Math.Mrs Ding and Mrs Liu for teaching me Chinese until they vomit blood.Ms Elaine Tan for teaching me English and I scolded her IDIOT cus I didn't know the meaning then. And I scolded so happily that she told my Pa during meet-the-parents session and got scolded for it.Mrs Teh for choosing me as Model Student yet my Pa went to see her and say her for choosing me cus he said I became proud and yada yada. Ass...throw my face! Ms Audrey Lim for smacking my hand in PY cus I failed spelling.Got more teachers la but i forgot their names.
I'm so glad mummy pushed me so hard in leanring spelling and times table. The numerous assessment books and top schools exam papers helped a bit i think. I was a really really stupid student.
Different upbringing really do determine a person. I'm not saying people that have different upbringing from me are good or bad. I'm contented with what i have and where i stand now. Just looking at the children these days and compared it to back then when I was their age, It's really a huge difference in terms of the way they speak and think. Scary as you might think but kids today have to start learning and studying after they're born. It's very competitive in the world today. You can't be there for them all your life so guiding them is all you can do to sort of secure their future.
If only globalisation could stop...
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