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Raging calves?


Kids, kids, kids....

Can we live without them? If my kids are hope of this country, I would rather cry now and migrate to some isolated land in the middle of nowhere. How gloomy it is? Really, no one can tell.

Our year 4 students has been the problematic bunch in the school. As superstitious as we Chinese are, many teachers agreed that its due to the horoscope sign of their batch. Mostly are born in the year of OX, with a few in the year of Rat. Oxes are portrayed as loyal but stubborn. Now now, the problem with them is that, we can't really see the loyalty in them, just total stubbornness.

Every time I stepped out from the class, I felt a huge relief to actually survive the class. Exchanging glances with the next teacher entering the class, its like sending a gladiator to fight with the horrendous beast. Not one, but 40 of them waiting like hungry ghosts, preparing to feast on your soul.

I came across an article today "Principal admits throwing excrement". Not surprising though cause i understand how stressful it is to face kids these days, especially they are getting on your nerves every corner you turn to. So, its no wonder that teachers or principals can lose their temper and professional judgment. It's not that I agree with what the principal did, but I can say that i understand how it can happened.

With the declining of the family institutions in our society, kids are suffering a lot from divorce and separation. Some stays cool, some became rebellious. Teenage are not the rebellious years anymore, the age of rebelling has declined to much younger children. Blame the modern milk formula, as one of my friend said. Maybe it's true.

Since i took over the class for the past whole month, i saw some improvements in each of them. They response better, they passed up their work, the grades are somehow better and they learn to enjoy have fun in their study. All but this one particular guy who keep us the teachers mind boggling. What's in his mind? What is so different bout this kid that our methods doesn't work on him? Even a kid who is having serious learning disabilities are improving. But not this kid.

Today, i got to know bout this student's background. It's another sad story bout separation which has has been manifesting our society these days. He's rude, rebellious, playful, inattentive, and the trademark of all the Oxen or more likely to be "Calves", he is STUBBORN.

As i learn about his family history and background, I couldn't help pitying him. I felt sad, as I believe that no children deserve to be treated this way. The psychological effect on him was enormous, and the consequences has shown through his performance not only academically but also socially. He doesn't get well along with his friend, he's a constant visitor on the disciplinary black list, he's under performing in his studies. After a long thought bout him, all we can do is to be patient and hope that he can be better in some aspects.

The conclusion is, this student of mine, he needs love, and he's not alone. Many of the kids are suffering from this deterioration of marriage constitution. Suddenly, I remember one of my friend who once told me that people are marrying because of lust, and not the noble notion of wanting to have a family. I guess that's quite about what's happening these days.

The point is, if you're not ready to have kids, don't. Its a sound advice to everyone out there, cause when ever crisis arises, the children will be hurt greater than the parents. Adults really need to be more responsible, really.....




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