my dear tutee

having been filling my life with unnecessary activities nowadays instead of all the planned things i listed out right in front of me. trying to get back to normal waking hours for a start.

was giving tuition to kel and thought afterwards that it might be interesting talking about the things she does during tuition..

one of her favourite hobbies during tuition to move the chair from under the table with her leg and exclaimed to me, "oh look, the ghost is back!". most of the times i told her to tell the ghost to stop rocking the chair and get back to her qns. maybe someday i scare her with some ghost stories. but well, we don't really have time for story-telling.

dropping things. she has a habit of dropping all kinds of stuffs. pen, pencils, hairclip, pen cap, ruler, anything she can get her hands on and play around while i'm explaining the qns to her and wondering if she's listening. happened almost every time, and after dropping it, she would tell me not to bother becuz she would pick it up after the tuition.

talking abt her class 'genius' like they're unbeatable. it seemed like that to me when i was her age. those smarties sure know how to get perfect scores. but now, nahz. put in enough effort with at least some brain cells, and wahla~ maybe not perfect, but close at least. so usually i just attribute her friends' smartness to high amounts of effort. might just spur the kid's motivation.

movies. everytime something more suited for kids came up, she would ask me about them. have i seen them? are they nice? etc etc. which i usually dismiss with, "i don't like cute movies".

saying the opposite. yes, she likes it. even though she got it correct, she would say the steps wrong just to grab my attention while i'm looking at some other problem sums. after which, she would just say "no lah, i'm kidding!" with a smile.

"horhor"-ing me when i say rather vulgar words. i rmb once i said out loud "what the..." and managed to hold the last word. she was horhor-ing me for saying what the heck, i was going for what the hell. but it's better than wtf. i'm careful with my words when she's around.

covering her solutions while she's doing it. i don't really know why, but the objective is simply to prevent me from looking at her steps until she got the final answer. that is, until she hit a roadblock.

holding on to the assessment book to prevent me from flipping the pages. an attempt to skip the qns on the previous page -_-

kids, they are at an interesting age. you wonder if the innocence of the child was lost becuz she was growing up, or becuz of the societal norms that were 'guiding' her. i'm at an age in which it's pretty hard to change anything. them, they haven't even started finding their own identities yet. maybe soon, according to erikson's 8 stages; 5th stage.