I hate the idea of studying and I hate all the homework that I have to do and all those tuition center I have to attend.
My dad used to say this to others that, "Asking you to study is the same as asking you to Die"
As I was never a smart boy to begin with, but I was lucky because I had the privilege to attend to home tuition to be educated after school hours.
But in the beginning, my dad did definitely tried he's best, he used to stick a posters of all the ABCD on the door so that I can memorize my ABCD, but after I can read all my ABCD well, he then ask me to read it backwards from Z onward, and I just cant do it. When my dad was with he's friends, he will tell others too how I cannot read it backwards and how other kids could.
Even until today I still cant do it.
Back in the early 1990's. I remember I used to cry while doing my homework too,
And if I have written it wrong then my mom will scold me, and ask me to re-write until I have gotten in correct.
To a point where I have actually cried on the exercise books and I cant continue.
Even when I was 5 years old, I would sit at the living room alone, when my parents all went up to their bedroom with all the lights closed. I will still continue to do my homework until I have finally gotten it correctly.
My only source of light after 10pm was the reflection of the light from my house stairs, despite that I still have to continue writing.
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