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November 26, 2007
My girl
My baby came first in her class. Pride came naturally; after all, parents are responsible for her genes, for her upbringing, for fostering a loving environment, and for buying those baby Einstein videos. But the truth is, for reasons that were inevitable, we couldn’t tutor her for her final assessment as much as we’d like, or as much as usual. She came across a picture of a xylophone about a month after her test and asked me what it was. I learned later from her teacher that it was the xylophone that she couldn’t name during her assessment. I grew up with a few toy xylophones in the house. I must have seen my fair share of ‘X for Xylophone’ illustrations during my early years. I shouldn’t be surprised though, we’ve never bought the kids a xylophone.
Yes, it’s only kindergarten. But because Azmina did well despite the lack of preparations, it compels me to at least match what she is capable of, with my own efforts at guiding her. Guidance…, rather than a push is what I’d be giving her. And I know I could do better. The good thing is, we’re still in her kindy years. She enjoys school, and that’s the important thing.
Picture taken during her school’s award ceremony and year-end concert last Saturday. A lot of proud parents there, and things could have been organized a tad better. I only stayed for Azmina’s academic excellence award and her class’s dance number. It was the fourth performance of the afternoon, and I think, theirs was the best out of the four that I stayed on for. Being a fairly disadvantaged parent in the dance department, I’d say the teachers did pretty well in teaching a kid of mine to move like that.
Posted by quickness at November 26, 2007 10:12 PM