If you're a mom/parent like me, you are too proud (read: mayabang) to have your child tutored. You tend to fix your schedule around the studying time of your kids, in the hopes that this is an investment that they will one day thank you for.
You realize that one is totally different from the other (which reinforces your choice to stop at having two kids), so you end up schizophrenic when you shift from dealing with one to dealing with the other.
Nevertheless, it gives you joy seeing how they finally get what you have been trying to teach them (e.g., "four" vs "for" in math), so you plod on.
My Mom is my idol, so I told myself, no tutors for the boys (there will be a hiccup though, because I will be away for a few days and someone will really have to watch Kevin, so I asked the mom of his friend from school...who's also a tutor, so there's my disclaimer).
There are a few surprises along the way if you're mayabang like me. First is always *always* Chinese. Perhaps the nightmares of being a student in the other school have come back when I see Chinese characters without any phonetics. Yes, I, like most of my peers from school, cannot read Chinese without the phonetics. I'm lost. So when I saw this--
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