PSLE Results Day
23rd of November
Primary School Leaving Examinations Results Day.
Not mine! Mine was over like four years ago; today's for my brother.
This is the result of six years of hard work (for my mother that is, my brother's too autistic to know or care about how important the exams are).
My mother expressed (oh, really she's been doing that for days already) just how nervous she is. My brother was never too concerned about his work, she's always had to push him, sitting next to him all afternoon to make sure he does his assessment books. She's not alone though, a friend of hers (mother of another autistic boy who is also going to recieve his results today) is considering not going to collect her son's marks because his poxy school ranks them so that everyone knows just how badly you've done. (She's afraid that she will be embarrassed.) No doubt some parents will be pleased with that, they're the ones with smart kids (this is typical of petty little Singapore, everyone compares grades here).
It's coming to eleven, which is when we're leaving to collect my brother's results--I have to get dressed now.
Primary School Leaving Examinations Results Day.
Not mine! Mine was over like four years ago; today's for my brother.
This is the result of six years of hard work (for my mother that is, my brother's too autistic to know or care about how important the exams are).
My mother expressed (oh, really she's been doing that for days already) just how nervous she is. My brother was never too concerned about his work, she's always had to push him, sitting next to him all afternoon to make sure he does his assessment books. She's not alone though, a friend of hers (mother of another autistic boy who is also going to recieve his results today) is considering not going to collect her son's marks because his poxy school ranks them so that everyone knows just how badly you've done. (She's afraid that she will be embarrassed.) No doubt some parents will be pleased with that, they're the ones with smart kids (this is typical of petty little Singapore, everyone compares grades here).
It's coming to eleven, which is when we're leaving to collect my brother's results--I have to get dressed now.
posted by fairypenguin at 6:25 PM
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