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The June holiday has been brought forward to May due to the pandemic and since we cannot go out, I felt we needed a schedule to ensure that our days are meaningfully filled.

The daughter has expressed her wish to learn Malay and we have decided to do a scrapbook about countries that we want to visit. I have enjoyed doing these things with her. She can now count to 5 in Malay and say I, you and he/she. I have also started to learn French, which is much harder than Malay. One of the sentences I can say is Je est a la maison, although I am not sure if I have spelled it correctly as French is not really pronounced the way it is spelled.


We have also looked up China and Egypt together. I am so thankful that we acquired a printer before the circuit breaker and we can print some pictures of these countries.

Besides these, we have watched Alvin and the Chipmunks and Trolls together and played games such as Tiki Topple and Dixit. We have also read books together. I was so glad to have introduc…
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Circuit Breaker

I have lost track of the number of days we have been confined at home. We are just living day by day and doing our best to be uplifted.

There are a number of people blaming the government for not having taken more stringent measures earlier. I think the government is more worried than any of us and has been basing their decisions on the most updated information as they come. There is new discovery every day regarding this coronavirus and there are so many unknowns. Now is not the time to point fingers, but to support one another instead. That said, I am thankful for a government that is responsible and collected and that my family and I are relatively safe being cooped up in our humble HDB flat.

In such times, I think rather than lamenting about the situation, we should give thanks for what we have. I am grateful for family time. We play family games almost every evening. Our favourite games are Dixit, Qwirkle and Cluedo. We have also done a bible trivia and played games that we made …

Self conscious vs God conscious

I was asked to share during a meeting today and I spent the whole day wondering if my sharing was out of point and absurd. I told Lyn what I said and he assured me that my sharing was relevant. The son did not hear the contents of my speech but he said that I usually say logical things so I need not worry too much. I was grateful for their words of comfort, but I still felt uneasy. I realised I am still too self-conscious and am too concerned about how others view me.

Today, I watched the Rock Kids online worship with the daughter and was encouraged as the message was that God is greater than the giants in our lives and God loves us big time. As I finally get a chance to wind down and ponder on the day's happenings, I remember the Lord's love and that He loves me regardless of how I have messed up. May I be embraced by His love and stop wallowing in self doubts. Thank You, Jesus, for Your love.

Wrapping up 2019 with gratitude

I looked through my photos for the year and realised that although we felt restricted at times due to J's PSLE, we did a lot! I love travelling, so I am really thankful to have visited South Korea, Shanghai and Taiwan this year. I think J and A really appreciated our short trips to Legoland too and J recently asked if we could fit in another trip there before school starts again. Unfortunately, we could not, but we managed to take walks together as a family and revel in beautiful places in Singapore. The photos below show some sights that we have enjoyed in the last week:






2019 marks the end of A's preschool years. I wish I could stall time! It seems not too long ago when she was learning how to walk and run and now she will be all independent, going to primary school in a day's time. I attended her kindergarten graduation ceremony with pride as she was chosen to be one of three students delivering the graduation speech in English. She spoke articulately and confidently (in…

Despite societal pressures

In my last post, I mentioned that I was at peace with the school that J would be going to. I have since heard from parents with children in that school that the teachers are warm and nurturing.

However, the harsh reality is that the Singapore society still judges people by the school they attend. When I revealed which school J would be going to, some would say "Oh, never mind. It doesn't matter which school he goes to." One person even said, "I thought he is gifted (He isn't and I do not know how the person had that perception)!" These statements actually showed that there was a conception that this school was of a lower status than the school they had expected him to go to. (I never had that response when I told people which secondary school and JC I was from, as they were both top-ranking!) Few people asked me for J's actual score, but many asked me which school he would be going to. They could gauge his rough performance from the school he has been p…

Fulfilling His purpose

Throughout the PSLE and the days before, I had prayed for peace for myself and J, and God did grant me the peace that surpassed all understanding then. I did not feel anxious and truly believed that He had already prepared a place for J in a school.
When the results were released, J was disappointed. He had listed three school choices earlier and could only make it to his third choice. He got over his disappointment quickly and we even watched a movie and had a sumptuous dinner that evening. 
I, however, experienced various emotions. At first, I was concerned when I saw how dejected he was. Then, as he recovered, I became indignant with the education system. Using my knowledge of statistics and data on national quality passes released before 2017, I estimated that he was amongst the top 10% (or better) in his cohort in math (this was ascertained by the A*) and around the top 16% in science and English ( or maybe a little better for science and a little worse for English). He was pull…

Our P1 registration experience

When J was in K2, P1 registration was easy-peasy. We had decided all along that he was going to Husband's alma mater. The school provided all-rounded education and upheld values that were important to us. Since I was working part-time, I could ferry him to and fro on most days.

This time, for Little An, it was entirely different. My alma mater was of a different religion and I would be returning to full-time employment next year. Husband did not seem to be comfortable with the school nearest our home, despite my subtle promotion of its convenience. I fretted and prayed for a long time, read blogs of parents' experiences, spoke to parents with children at our shortlisted schools and read articles that gave tips on how to choose a primary school. Some such articles ranked schools according to popularity (as measured by their take-up rate at different phases of registration) or school awards. The most balanced and measured article on this issue in my opinion was this one in sassy…