Before I'm going to sleep,well I feel like writing. First thing first, I'm indifferent regarding the changes that this blog has made. It might take sometimes to adapt. But hey, that's life. Things change whether we like it or not. So today in the morning while I was heading to my workplace, I stopped for awhile to buy my breakfast at one of my favourite hawkers. There I saw the hawker and her son whom I believe is around 5-7 years old. He shouted and grunted at his mom (the hawker) about something. If I am not mistaken, he had lost something. Probably misplaced it. It is normal for kids to express disgruntled but the way he expressed it and the way his mom reacted "oh he lost something" nonchalantly made me feel angry. Come on. He is growing up. He knows what is wrong and what is right. You should do better than that rather than expressing like it was not a big deal. The kid was still mad and displayed some early aggression towards the situation by the time I left that place. I am a big believer of "it is not wrong to whoop your kid if you have to". That situation was the perfect time to teach the way to express disappointment appropriately or perhaps instill some respect. Yea...yea I know some might say you don't have to whoop to teach kids, but rather talk nicely and explain about it. Well I believe that way was done by the hawker and it was not working obviously.
I remember there is a case in my village. It happens to my father's friend. He loved his children too much and never laid a finger on them. Guess what? When the kid grew up, he wanted to kick...literally kick his father. Growing up without serious consequences when doing wrong, so that is the product.
To my grandchildren, just remember I do not feel like whooping you but if I have to, I'll do it. Respect your parents. They are not your friends. Yes you can be friendly with your parents but at the same time you need to remember, they are your parents. Not your friends. You must know the boundary.
Okay, I'm off to bed. Taaa~
