My sister in law told me that her son, my nephew asked for a present for his birthday. She convinced him that he will get a present if he goes up to the next grade. It would be announced in few day later in his school. All parents want their kids doing great in school.
My sister in law is worried his son Euro ( he was born and named Euro because of the Euro cup ten years ago) would stay in the same grade again this year. It happened last year.
This morning he appeared at home after school, i rushed asking him what he got. He replied with a pride, “i am number 36 in the class”. I joked him, ” you are number one from backward! Lol. How about celebrating your bilated birthday and your top rank now”, i encouraged him. I am glad that he goes to forth grade, i think i should make something for my lovely nephew.
His smile grew bigger responding my suggestion. So we went out to celebrate his bilated birthday and his new grade.
We all know at home that he has problem with the academic since in the first grade. We are glad he goes to the next grade finally.
He doesn’t like study, especially Mathematic. he can read and perhaps he is the last student who undertand in the class what his teachers teach. But he is excited going to school every morning.
Every evening his mother is often shouting at the top of her lung to help him with his homeworks. I am sure there is nothing penetrate his head.
He is staring at his book and one hand with pen idle while his mother screaming, just like a hen losing one of her little chick. It is so pitty seeing that.
I remember my oldest brother thought me homework when i was still in the second grade, it was Mathematic. The subject i know that would never please me. It was the most terrible moment when my oldest brother thought me.
He scolded me how easy was 4 : 2, his voice wasn’t too loud but it echoed painfully in every cavities of my body. i looked down and silent, but finally i broke to sob and my tears streaming on my chics.
I was scared just to put my face up. I could imagine how fierce his eyes would be. With his age was only twenties he would not have enough patient to teach me.
Then I never asked him homework anymore. I prefer got zero with my homework than asking him to help me. That bad momory flashes back sometimes till now.
Euro is sweet kid just like i was. He wakes up early in morning, waiting patiently his sister showering in the toilet to get his turn. He never complains about how long he has to wait her sister.
He sings while putting his uniform on. He is handsome, everybody says that. He is ready to go school although sunrise doesn’t raise yet. He likes going to school although he doesn’t like to study.
I asked him where he wanted to celebrate his birthday. He told me It doesn’t matter anywhere. That is his usual answer everytime we will go out. I know he loves KFC, that would please him
He doesn’t have many clothes. He is growing up fast, all his clothes are not enough for his body now. I thought to get him a t-shirt and having KfC are great ideas.
In the mall i must hold his hand to get on the elevator. He is nervous with that moving ladder.
I let him to choose his t-shirt. The first one he took the dark green color. But he finally grabbed the yellow one. I think he like yellow, like some of his clothes are.
I asked him to wear his new t-shirt in change room, he looks good in yellow. Then we headed to get friend chicken.
I took some photos while he enjoyed his KFC. I am glad doing something nice for him today. Be a great boy Euro.