4.5.2
Table tennis anyone ?
(2010-06-28 10:28)
It’s the school holidays. Kevin spends his days in Kidz Club. I am glad that he, at least, will find friends his own age to play with. The older boys apparently started playing table tennis on a makeshift table, and he started learning how to play. After a few days, he borrowed some bats and balls from his cousin and brought them to Kidz Club, and he also comes back wanting me to play with him. We played on the dining table. He likes winning, and more interestingly he thinks he is good. He will try and keep the scores and pretends he knows all the rules. "Your turn to serve, daddy". No, it’s not ! But I humored him and served. "Net ball, .. re-serve", he said when his return hits the "net". Again I humored him. "2-1. Ok, my serve". He gave himself a point although his return hit his side of the table first. I am a pretty good player - played for school, so I try and return the balls so that he can return them. Interesting, how he kept scores so that the game was always "even". "10 all, deuces". He then confidently proclaimed "advantage" to himself, after I pushed the ball out. A few moments later, he announced. "I beat daddy". He actually got pretty good over the last few weeks. It’s interesting how confident he was. Confidence and enthusiasm will get him a long way in life. I hope he keeps this up.
4.5.3
Be safe and healthy (2010-06-28 15:03)
Today is the first day of school - end of the holidays. I had the day off, but I came down to watch Kevin go off to school. This morning was different. "I don’t want Aunty Lena to fetch me. I will go myself." Another metamorphosis. I remember it didn’t seem so long ago when he came back from child care, and asked us to throw away his beloved pacifier. I watched him from the house. Our house is on a hill. He disappeared down the stairs, and appeared again on the road leading to the school. He was walking quickly, and when he was near the turnoff to the school, he ran for a while, as if there was something he remembered. And then he stopped and continued walking. Perhaps he was worried he’d be late, or maybe he felt like running. I remembered a few years back when I saw Er Shen standing at our kitchen window doing the same thing. Watching Shu Hui walk to school. I understand how she feels now. Parents will 71