Tuesday, August 03, 2010

Bad effect psychologically? Hope not.

When didi was brought back home today, I was told that he seemed to be "ngan sup sup" when he was being picked up. So, I took him to my room and tried to dig some clues on what had happened. I tell you, the way he looked, it was so heart wrenching, like soaking my heart into a tub of water and taking it out, squeezing all the water out.

He would be tau tap tap, ngan sup sup, looking at me with forlorn eyes, lips twitched down :( , and resting his little head on my shoulder like sooo so sad. I kept asking and coaxing him for like half an hour and he still wouldn't tell me what had happened. My gawd, the more he kept it so secretly, the more worried I got.

It could be..
1. teacher scold/ punish/ beat
2. people bully
3. he bullies and got into trouble
4. a girl ditched him (which was exactly that kind of biew-ching if he had been older)

I was even beginning to wonder what exactly it was that I ask for. So, I changed tactic by asking him how he felt. Scared? Sad? Worried? When he said scared, my heart gave a little leap, like such a triumph to get some words out from him finally. So I continued asking why he's scared. Teacher? Classmates? Principal? He said teacher. wokey...

(take a few breathers first)

Then, what is it that the teacher did that made him scared? He told me that she scolded him and he's scared of her. Oh dear, by that time, I really feel so sorry for him. But I was worried that he might have done something terrible that the teacher would have scolded him so badly.

Apparently, after a long long longest time of coaxing and fishing, it was just that he didn't finish off a paper of exercise and was being scolded for it, I guess, pretty badly. He said in his own words... "after scolding, still scold!" huh??!!

So, being the very biased mom, I went about my day letting him play, of course after he had finished off his homework first, as long as he's happy. I just hope he doesn't have bad childhood memories because of lousy school time and he still remains my bubbly and happy little child, whatever it is.

At bedtime, I talked to him again and reconfirmed with him if that's all what happened in school. His eyes became reddish again, like suddenly being reminded of a very sad episode liddat. My, I wonder if he was very sensitive or the episode was really dem fugly until it is like totally wrecking him up. My heart aches so much seeing him this way.

Anyways, I asked him if he could at least try and change, so that the teacher won't scold him anymore? I explained to him that the teacher sure will be angry if he doesn't finish off his work, as she would also be scolded by the principal if she didn't finish off her work too. I asked him if he's still messy as before and he said no. I commended him and said "there you go! you can actually be good and get teacher to like you, if you try. Last time teacher Lee also liked you a lot after you tried being well behaved". He nodded his head and promised to try harder tomorrow. Heiz.. I think that's so much I can do. I don't like confronting the teachers either, as I believe it's better to leave the them alone, if there aren't any really serious issues.

And thus I pray, tomorrow will be a better day for him.

6 comments:

2crazydogs said...

That's why I hated school so much coz i was whacked kau2 for being stupid when I was in std 1. hope didi feels better and remembers what you told him! :)

tasy said...

dawn,
*gasp* you still remember? so i suppose he won't forget also lor... die!

better send him to psychologist.

goolypop said...

did somebody request for a sai-lo-kor-logist?

*ahem* How may i hep u, sai-lo?

2crazydogs said...

btw, i'm the type who bottle things up, i don't spill my guts. but you are good to talk and comfort didi.

tasy said...

goolypop-logist,

dun talk so much, gib aiskrim first. then sailokor only talk.

tasy said...

dawn,
tht's what i'm afraid also, scared he bottles up his feelings, already visualizing 10 yrs down the road when he will be feeling down. eek! don't like that at all!

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