Crying children scare me. I don't mean the sort that throw tantrums and kick up a screaming fuss. I secretly want to smack those kids under the table. It just really gets to me when little kids cry huge, quiet tears when they are disappointed. Especially when they look forward to something so much only to find out that it isn't really going to happen.
Some parents lie to their kids to pacify and temporarily shut them up without thinking about the consequences. I say this because yesterday, my littlest tutee was really disappointed when he found out he wasn't going swimming after tuition after all. This incident gave me a massive memory jolt. I remember being super disappointed when Pokemon didn't tape and stuff. It felt like my whole world was crumbling!
We think we outgrow these things with age, but we never really do. In fact, our expectations grow bigger. Stuff like not getting into the college course you want, not getting your dream job or not being able to see your boyfriend even after waiting for a year (haha), would surely be bitter pills to swallow.
It would be easy for anyone to wave a dismissive hand and tell my tutee to get a move on with his work but I felt genuinely sorry for him because i knew if the one thing I'm looking forward to didn't happen, I would cry for weeks.
Anyway, went for orientation today and it was fine. I just wanna get a move on with school and get to learning some stuff (and also get closer to summer) already.
Thursday, September 2, 2010 @ 4:05 AM
