Last day of the month is a busy day 4 everyone, including me. Rushed out the monthly account report this morning and printed out the statement of account this afternoon. Wanted to off on time, but there was still a 5-minute delay.
I rushed out of the office at 5:05, the lift seemed not so co-orperative as usual, but today, I did not have the luxury of time to wait for it. I ran down from the staicase, I guessed no one would do tt in this modern world. The staircase of the building was narrow and enclosed, I could hear the very loud echo of my heels, which made me feel uncomfortable......
7 levels were not an easy task for me, I was very chuan3 when I reached the ground, but still walking in a speed tt was higher than average. I saw the bus when I was at the cross road, which was approximately 50 meters away from the bus stop. I nv hesitate at that cross road there, after the light turned green, I straight away ran towards the bus stop with my high heels and knee-lengthed skirt.
At tt point of time, I nv think about how unglam I was, I just kept telling myself tt if I missed the bus, I would be late for my tuition and my tuition kid would be waiting for me. Yes, I finally catched the bus with many ppl staring at me, felt paiseh for making the bus uncle to open the door again just for me~~~
I was praying hard that the bus won't be stucked in the bukit timah jam. Thank God, my prayer worked, I reached CCK at 5:55, just nice for me to walk to my tuitee's house......
I pressed the bell for 3 times, finally the maid opened the door, she was shocked when she saw me. She told me tt the boys were not back yet, I was shocked also. She let me into the house, I sat on the sofa. The only clock in the house showed it was 6pm sharp at tt moment......
I told her tt I would wait for a while. I took out a story book from my bag, and opened it to the page I stopped, but somehow, no lines came into my mind......
I have being staring at the page I stopped for quite some time, it seemed like I forever could not finish reading tt page~~~
Finally, I heard foot steps of kid running to the house from the corridor outside, I thought it was my P5 tuitee. However, the one actually opened the door was his elder brother, who was my sec 2 tuitee......
He saw me sitting on the sofa, and sensed tt sth was wrong. He asked me whether his brother came back or not while stepping into the house. I shaked my head and asked him whether he noe where did his brother go?
His answer was good enough to break my heart, he said, may be Yew Tee CC, cos his brother always go there to play basketball after school. I asked him, did his brother remember tt we actually have tuition make up today? The next answer was even more heart breaking. He said, his brother knew tt, cos he actually helped me to remind his brother last night......
I could not think of anything to say at tt instant. I packed my bag and stood up, I told my sec 2 tuitee to ask his father to give me a call, and then I left the house. When I was wearing my shoes, I was quite touched tt my sec 2 tuitee asked me not to worry, he would scold his brother.
I took out my handphone while was waiting for the lift. It was 6:30pm. I dialed a number, and realised it was my mum's no after pressing the green button...... I put the phone next to my face, ohh no it was wet. I hang up the phone immediately and took out my tissue paper...... First time of my life tt I actually want to say thank you personally to my mum, wanted to thank her for so concerning abt my studies and thank her for being so strict on teaching me to show respect to ppl around me......
It was so stupid, why should I cry? Yes, he was my tuitee for 2.5 months, but after all, he is still considered as a stranger in my life! I did not cry when I fractured my left wrist twice, I did not cry when I cut myself and was sent to hospital to stitch the wound for 3 times. Why should I cry over a kid, who is not related to me at all. Why should I border abt it? I really wonder WHY? WHY? WHY?
I really played my part and tried my best to encourage him to study. This was actually not the first time tt his attitude disappointed me. I knew he was not interested in Chinese, so I tried to buy some sweet or chocolate as a reward for him to study chinese. I even signed an agreement with him tt if he manage to get 65 marks out of hundred for his chinese exam, I would buy a better basketball for him. I was thinking, if this could motivate him to study hard, I really dun mind spend on it. However, I think I was wrong. His attitude towards chinese was just pass can alr, no matter how hard I tried to motivate him to aim higher.
I supposed to teach him and his elder brother chinese and math. But 80% of the time I was teaching him Math, simply because he refused to bring his chinese text books back ever sinced I asked him to revise for ting1 xie3. I texted his mom, asking her to give me a call when she is free, cos I could not see her most of the times when I go his house, but no response from her. Finally managed to see her on one of the tuition day, talked to her abt his son's condition, but she was in a rush, did not talk much also. Therefore, no changes after talking to the parent.
I gave up on the parents and turned to the elder brother, who was my sec 2 tuitee. I asked him to supervise his brother, and I received changes. The boy brought his chinese text book back, but he did not noe how to write the sheng1 zi4 at all. His school would moving on to 5B in this new school term and he was still at the first lesson of 5A. I had to teach him one word by one word and forced him to remember how to write the words, cos he won't touch his chinese after lesson......
Sometimes I really wonder why, these 2 brothers have the same parents, the same family background and the same tuition teacher, howcome the outcomes of tuition are so different. The sec 2 kid showed big improvements in both chinese and math, but the p5 kid does not show much. I admit tt he is smarter than his sec 2 brother, but his attitude was sth I tried hard but failed to change. His sec 2 brother had a very positive attitude compare to him. He really concentrated on every 1 and half an hour tuition section i had with him and finished the work I asked him to do, and he would scold his p5 brother when he was not paying attention or even yawning during the tuition......
I feel better now~~~