Parents & Teachers Meet In Canada

Parents and Teachers meet are quite different here in Canada as compared to the ones in Asia.  As my friends from home report their year end Parents and Teachers meet on Facebook, I remembered those days when my own parents and teachers meet with my ever long suffering mother who would take time off to go for my Parents and Teachers meet to get my report card.

My mom loved going for Parents and Teachers meet even though it would mean that she would lose a day off or sometimes change shift with her co-workers, you see my mom was a midwife in the local hospital back home and that would mean that she would literally have to owe someone a favor.  In Asia, it’s different when you need a favor to your co-workers, you kinda were indebted to them and need to repay at some point in your life. Yes, those crazy Asians!

During my Primary school days, I was quite the embarrassment to my dear mom, I was in a convent school where girls were supposed to be demurred.  I was for one, none of that – demure was never in my vocabulary.   I was too talkative, too opinionated, strong willed, the red indian and the ring leader of all mischief in the class of 40 girls.  Yes, I stuck out like a sore thumb in the convent school.  My dear mom was seen nodding occasionally and never once did she try to explain to the nun who was my home room teacher about my ill gotten manners. But I knew that when I got home, it would not be the end of it because I would get a good caning when my dad came home.

But things took a 360 degree turn when I went to Secondary school at 13.  At 13 years old, after my PSLE (Primary School Leaving Exams), my aggregate being over 85%, I was promoted to an independent school.  Being in an independent school meant that my teachers were mostly British or those who’ve graduated in teaching college from overseas.  Suddenly, being too talkative, too opinionated made me the best speaker in the school debate team, I became my teachers’ pet overnight, you see why my mom loved going to Parents and Teachers meet now.  Yes, my British and England graduate teachers found my outspokenness a refreshing change, they encouraged me to speak my mind and to follow my dreams and that anything was possible and to be brave.

Reading about some of my friend’s report on their own Parents and Teachers meet made me realized that not much have changed in some parts of  Asia but in Canada our Parents and Teachers meet are very diplomatic.  My own experiences with Chloe’s Parents and Teachers meet are 99% positive.  They always concentrate on her strength and try very hard to work with us on her weaknesses, Chloe’s teachers always sees the best in her  and wants to help her to reach her goal’s and strengthen her weaknesses.

I’m very grateful to all of Chloe’s teachers, they are very dedicated and they work so hard to help Chloe become what she is today.  Chloe loves school and all her teachers very much, it is such a joy to see her eager to go to school every morning.  Every single one of her teachers had an open communication line with us throughout the year and gladly worked with us to help Chloe.  I liked everyone of her teachers and unlike my mom, who was the lone ranger when it comes to Parents and Teachers meet, PB and I attend the meet as a Parental Unit.  Chloe and I are very lucky because PB plays the very nurturing father who is actively involved in Chloe’s school and her entire well being.  PB is the one who sends Chloe to school and picks her up from school and also completes her homework with her and watch and see that she finishes her piano practices and reads with her while I stay in the store and handle the paper work at the store.

Like my mom, I too wouldn’t missed Chloe’s Parents and Teachers meet although I must admit that my mom’s must be quite stressful.  But it also dawned on me how much my mom must have wanted me to have a good education to put me in a convent school (tis’ was not easy to get into one back then)  and then approved that I go to an independent school instead of a all girl’s Chinese school.  But here in Canada, Parents and Teachers meet don’t make parents feel like they are incompetent but partners, teachers don’t glorify themselves here, they give all the credit to the children when they do well and want to be your partner when your child is weak at some areas to find solutions for your child.  I’m grateful always for awesome teachers in Chloe’s life.

Fruit Season For Chloe’s Class

Yes, it is that time of the year again – fruit season at the Wallace Brother’s Apple Farm in Port Maitland.  And since we know Andy and his wife so well, they are such special people to Grammie when she was alive, we try to keep the tradition going even though Grammie is not with us anymore.  This year we started late as we had so many things going on in the store and at home.  Apples are for Chloe’s little friends.

And pears for the teachers as well as PSA.   It is common for us Asian mothers to bring fruits and other things for the Chloe’s classmates and teachers because they are so good to Chloe in every way.  I hope I can still get some plums for the teachers and kids this year.  Next week, the Macintosh apples are going to be ready for picking, so we will be heading out to the Apple Farm on Sunday to pick apples for the class and teachers again.  We usually bring in a few rounds of fruits till the end of the season.

I Feel Bad For You Mom !

My ! my !!  I have a really good kid !  why?  yesterday was anti-bullying day and usually the school will take the kids out for a walk with their pink clothing.  Usually, they take the route to downtown but this year they took another route.  Yesterday morning, Chloe had asked if I was giving out candies in which I had replied – nope.  And Chloe said to me “Ohhhhh ! i wished you were”  and I didn’t reply at all.

So happily we sent her to school and before sending her lunch to school, we had gone to Bulk Barn to see if I can find any pink candies but there were none to be found that are individually wrapped.  So we bought these rockets to give out to the entire school, if they were to take their walk downtown.  But the school took a different route, so we still have the candies and when Chloe came back from school, she explained to me that they had walked a different route but she was thinking of me – and said to herself :  ” Oh ! I feel so bad for my mom now!” hahahhahaha!!  so cute right?  and of course, I asked her – “how did you know I was giving out candies? because I had already said no ??”  And her reply?  I know you Mom!  you always try to do nice things for the everyone!  lol !  oh my!  she is truly my daughter!  She just cracked me up!

Chloe Is In Grade 4 !

Yes, time does fly !  I never fully understood when my mom used to write on autograph books for my primary school friends ” Time and Tide waits for no man”, now I do.  Chloe is almost 10 years old now and it almost seems like not too long ago, she was a baby in my arms and I was so emotional and so overwhelmed and questioned myself as to how I can bring this tiny little girl up to be a useful person, a good person.  And here we are 10 years later, all grown up and kind, mostly a good and obedient girl but of course she is a kid and thinks she knows everything and is quite sassy at times till we warned  her that there is consequences for being sassy. But yes, overall, I’m grateful , very grateful for a healthy and good kid.

Chloe was very excited to go back to school, a few days before school re-opened, she told us that she can’t wait to meet her new teachers, her new classmates and everyone in school.  She can’t wait to learn new things.  This morning, she woke me up with such a big smile and hug, am I not the luckiest mom you tell me?  So we sent her off to school and we quickly informed her new home room teacher about her asthma meds as well as her milk bottles, I’m hoping she will speak up for herself like her what her old home room teacher had taught her. But I’m pretty sure she is going to have a good year and she will be working hard and all, but this year, we are going to have to spend more time helping her out with her homework and PB had volunteer to do the homework part with her during his lunch time.  Woohoo!

Bingo Night @ Chloe’s School

Bingo night at Chloe’s school is to raise more funds for the school and like every year we try to attend it – even if PB wasn’t free and had to work.  This year I’m lucky because my sister from another mother is living in town and she fetched us there.  We didn’t get to win anything but we had fun – but Chloe was disappointed but it’s good for her to learn that she doesn’t get to win everything every time.

There were lots of kids and parents who came to support the Bingo night and I’m happy we are part of it.

Education In The West

I don’t know about United States but here in Canada I realized that kids do learn a lot more than we did when I was Chloe’s age.  When I was in school, we were told to memorize and to do formulas without really understanding the basics or having fun at it.  Chloe loves school because she is given a chance to be creative and explore where else back home, we just had to keep up.  There was really no fun in school for me at all during Chloe age, it was do or get caned.  So I’m really pleased that Chloe is learning with fun, she was able to come back and tell us stuff that even I don’t know – like Canada’s history – for example – Africville.  Yes! silly me ! i thought she was talking about the Smurfs when she asked me if I knew about Africville – since I said mummy knows everything – so she caught me there – mannnn!!!  these days kids are so smart !

While friends told me that they return home and have no regrets, I think I’m staying in Canada because I really don’t think Chloe would learn with so much fun if she was back home in Singapore.

March Break

Well, March break is almost over and we survived it – wished my leg didn’t hurt so bad when we were up in Halifax though – that suck big time and to think that I didn’t think of taking some muscle relaxant was really stupid of me.  I think it was probably trying to accommodate everyone, from PB, Chloe and my g/f who went with us that took a toil on me. But Chloe had a good time although I wished I had more time with her, the next time we go up to the city, it has to be only 3 of us and no one else – so that I don’t have to try and please everyone or worry about PB being bored or anything of that sort.  Don’t get me wrong, we loved to have our g/f with us but I just worry too much about everyone and trying to make everyone feel comfy that I had forgotten about myself, so yes, the next time, it has to be only us 3.

Crazy Hair Day & A Very Prim & Proper Gal

It’s crazy hair day today and although the brat wants to do something with her hair, she is so prim and proper and wouldn’t really let me make her hair really crazy *sigh*  – she is so conscious of her appearance and worries about how people might think of her which she shouldn’t for a 9 yrs old.

She is just growing up too fast and too quick and thinking of all sorts of things – and has all sorts of questions for me – from boobies to how a baby is born and kissing – but I guess those are only normal for a growing kid – but I wished I can slow her down but with school and other kids – well, you know how it is.

Which reminds me about a dear old friend back in Singapore – I had told him about how curious my older brother was when we were growing up and he told me then that it was only normal.  At that time, I thought he was crazy too – but little did I know that he was a lot more learned that I.  Ahhhh..!!! wished i had parents who were more informed then.  So hopefully, with Chloe we can do the right thing since Grammie isn’t around to help out – I have to rely on my girlfriends with kids and more experience to help me out on that.

She Confuses Me

Yes! this is exactly the state I am in with Chloe’s teacher – she does confused me.  Why?  well, the other day, I had sent a message with the TA – to ask her to speak with Chloe about another student who might be accidentally hitting Chloe during line up if he was not careful.  Sure it wasn’t a big deal, some tolerance is required to be learned by Chloe at some point in her everyday life.  But it was because I had checked with Chloe if her home room teacher had been checking if she was doing alright in class, that I found out that she haven’t done so for some time now, that I had gently reminded her home room teacher to speak with Chloe.

So anyhow, I got a call from her the same day when Chloe got home, and she told me that she had indeed spoken to Chloe which I was grateful for but she wanted to remind me to back off – so that Chloe can speak up for herself (which was quite alright)  but it was the next question that she asked me that confused me.  She asked if I was ok sending chloe to school on her own *  roll eyes*  At the back of my mind – i went huh???!!!???  where was that coming from and where was she going ???  confused right?  if i wasn’t ok with chloe going to school can I go sit in class with her?  if i wasn’t ok – what can I do? or what does she wants to do?

Yes !  what a confusing question right?  anyhow, I’ve decided to let PB take the lead from now on but when the important issues with Chloe – who is my daughter – I’m still gonna speak right up – no teachers or principal is gonna stop me from keeping my kid safe.

Blame It On The Asian Mom Again!

So we had the parents and teacher’s meet 2 days ago and although Chloe didn’t do too bad – all As except in English – her composition wasn’t that good according to her teacher.  Her home room teacher then said something about – it might be difficult because of the way we speak at home – and turned towards me – meaning it’s because of my accent?  or because I’m Asian – so I’m deemed not to speak good enough English?  She said sometimes we write the way we talked and i do agree with her but when she turned and looked at me – does that mean that she was saying that it had to do with me?  Yup ! I try not to take a lot of things personally these days but one cannot help but wonder right?