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Schoolkids' mental health at stake

Schoolkids' mental health at stake I read the above article and I must laugh, you know! I know I've ranted about it quite a number of times already but I just can't help it lah. Now only they realize ah!!!!??? Sei mow, sei mow!! My son and me, only need to spend one year in a Chinese school to realize that the Chinese school system is horrendous! It's crazy! Insane! The pressure and stress placed on these kids and some of the parents (Me Me Me!!!!) is incredible and we're doing this believing that our kids are race horses! "My daughter dropped already lor. She only got 97 for her Mandarin this time! At least last test she got 98, you know. And her ranking also dropped liao...last time Top 10 in school, now only top 5 in her class" If you're a foreigner reading this and are thinking of coming here, I have this to say "Save yourself! Run for your life! Don't come here and send your kids to study here in Malaysia because we're all crazy wan. Nothing but academic excellence!" Malaysian Government school is not even an option for me. Lousy system, lousy teachers teaching wrong English, lousy facilities....etc. Chinese School, horse-racing system. So, no choice lor. Go private. Being a little creative and artistically inclined, I believe that my kids are BOTH a little bit artistically inclined as well. Therefore, putting them in such stringent environment where canning is a norm and punishment is the way to go, will not only be painful for them but mentally torturous. I was just chatting with a friend on Saturday and we were saying, "It's OK-lah. Not good in studies mah not good lor. Die meh? These things are inborn wan mah, where can push-push-push. Studies is not EVERYTHING lah and we don't have to compare compare. If my kid, because not good in studies, suffer and lose out on confidence, then how? Die lah, right?" Which is precisely the point. Which is also the reason why I've decided to pull my kid out of Chinese school and put him into a private one. There is a significant difference in the way my kid reacts to school now. He's more talkative, have more friends and the most important thing is that he told me something that made me very happy. "Mom, I hated Standard One. I like Standard Two better." "Why?" "You know, when I was in Std. One, when I don't know something and ask the teacher, the teacher punish me and when I do wrong, she beat me. Now in Std Two, when I do something wrong and go to the teacher, my teacher teach me and then ask me to try again. I do correctly and she said I was very clever", he said beaming. I must bring some Gong Xi Fa Cai lap-cheong and dried meat for the teacher! Happy-lah me, when I hear these type of things. This means that the insane amount of money we're paying for the schooling is worthwhile.

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