The lesson that the child has, to TEACH the parent here! Translated…
As my daughter started the first grade, I’d originally thought, that having that optimism will make her adapt well. But, for many days since school started, she’d not dared said a word to her classmates, and she’s, fallen behind on her learning too. And every time I’d inquired, she’d told me that it was, “all right;” and “I don’t know”. At this time, it’d, finally, dawned on me, that her extraversion was, toward those whom she was familiar with, in a strange environment, she’d become, this, shy, snail inside her shell.
And so, every evening, we’d started going over the work in school, and conversed about what happened during class of her school days. At first, both of us are, quite patient, and yet, as the days went by, my daughter became, more and more, defeated, and I can’t help but complained, “are you listening to me? I’d taught this to you for days and days already!”, she got upset with it, “I don’t want to review anymore!”
Finally though, we’d, made amends, and started, progressing slowly together. After about half a semester, she’d finally told me, that she’d made a friend, finally, and everything started, looking up too. That very first semester was too long, too difficult for her, but it was, finally, over.
At the end of the she’d told me she wanted to write me a note using the characters she’d learned in school, I’d thought, does she know thirty characters yet? What, can she write? She’d asked, “Mom, then, can I write it on your, calendar?”, I’d replied to her, not paying attention to what I said. As she’d written on my calendar, I’d not, read what she’d written carefully.
It wasn’t until the following day when I’d opened up my calendar, did I realize that slanted, almost illegible line said, “How wonderful you are in my mind!”
I’m very ashamed, and grateful too at the same time. Being beautiful, she saw my good points, after a long hard journey we’d shared, there’s, no better end than this.
And so, this still just showed, how long it CAN take, a young child, to adapt, and this young child is still, learning to adapt to school life, and, she was grateful for her mother, for allowing her to take things at her own pace, to NOT push her along, so she’d, catch up to everybody’s pace in class.