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Award in Chinese

Dawter T never fails to surprise me with her accomplishments at school. In fact, the mere thought that she answer her homework/exercises correctly has already made me so proud (I can remember that at 2nd grade, I was pasaway, who doesn't listen, who doesn't do her homework and was in the lowest group in the Math groupings! Ha!)

Dawter not only answers her work correctly, she even understands them. Hahaha. Ok, don't laugh but that's important to me. I like to write but correct grammar was not something I had when I was in second grade.

Anyway, only Chinese had us stumped. She got good grades in Chinese last year but I didn't really mind it much since she didn't have a tutor. Now that she has one, I am so happy that her Chinese has improved a lot. By that, I mean she's one of the best in her class (ok, ok, I admit it's the lowest class in Chinese where all the non-Chinese are grouped, still, right?)

And, yesterday... She got an award --- in Chinese!!! Woohoo! Though we don't understand it a bit. It's enough that we know that it's an award for Chinese calligraphy. They awarded it during the assembly. My cheeky daughter told me that her friends were giving her a thumbs down sign. Oh, peer pressure!


Somebody please translate? Hehe

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