The other Sunday, while hubby and I were busy with our usual chores; cooking, washing, cleaning, ironing, working on his laptop (yes, that's my hubby), QQ was having her nap while HQ was busy doing his own stuffs.
HQ was seated on the sofa, flipping some books and reading softly to himself. Out of curiosity, I peeped over his shoulder. I was very surprised to find that he's reading a Mandarin story book! And his pronunciation was perfect too!
From a non-Chinese speaking kid, he's now reading and communicating fluently in Mandarin. Just the other day, when I was chatting with his Mandarin teacher, I found out that he's one of the best readers in Mandarin among his peers. I'm so proud of him :')
But on the other hand, I feel that I fall short as a parent. I knew precisely he was weak in Mandarin early this year, and I did not nothing about it. His days are filled with him doing his own stuffs and finding his own entertainment. He's independent and do not request much from us. If he does make a request, it will be asking us to read to him (eventhough he reads well on his own), watch tv with him, or to play with him.
We are busy everyday, and the weeks passed by so fast. He's already reaching my arm and he's going to be 5 and a half! How did he grow so fast?!? I sometimes feel real bad that the time that rolled by is wasted? We do not enrol him for any enrichment class after school or during weekends. Are we wasting his time? Will he feel left out among his peers? Am I a bad mother?
I tell him that I love him everyday, and show it as much as I could. But there's so much more I wanted to show him, teach him, expose new things to him... looks like I'm not doing all that much...
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