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Before, I always hear from other parents that Primary school is tough, and it was! Dawter T seemed to have adapted well. Only the mommy seemed anxious everytime. I always tell friends that I want to cultivate a good study habit for Dawter T who is more into tv and games than studying her day's lessons.

I know I'm tough sometimes. And, there were days that Dawter T seemed realllly tired of my constant reminders. Bags and diary has to be checked everyday. There's spelling weekly! OMG! And, since Dawter T likes to stay up late, it's hard to wake her up everyday.

She's almost on her 6th week. She's on the Fusion Dance (hopefully, she'll master a bit of grace hehehe), she and her group in school seemed to be like haughty upper east siders (ok, enough Gossip Girls!) where they're friends one moment, enemies the next hehehe but they're great kids, I always hear how they're first or how they one in class games.

She loves Math and English. It's still tough studying Chinese. She has tutor and been asked to attend remedial classes, which she almost missed the first time coz she went home when she couldn't find her Chinese teacher. Oh well, good thing Sister C was at home then so I asked Ate A to bring her back to school.

They went to the zoo for their first field trip.

And, yesterday, she got an award. Hihi! Proud Mommy moment! She said she went up the stage to accept "Courtesy Pupil award"! How cool is that! She said she didn't know what to do until her Form teacher asked her to stand up.

Comments

Unknown said…
hay naku, i have the same routine everyday... checking on his bag and diary. and every morning, nakakaawa talaga pilitin gumising :( i just tell him that he can take a nap in the afternoon when he comes home. pero kakatuwa parin sila everytime they do well in school. =)
Unknown said…
more than being tough is being consistent and disciplining them in authoritative love. just my thought.

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