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Thursday, September 17, 2020

Feeding the monster

Kayleen can be such a darling.  Her smiles can melt the ice-cold hearts.  However, as she aged and took on more in her life, she seemed to have lost some of this adorableness.  Maturity changes a person.  Sometimes for the good.  Sometimes for the worse.


I think I will not write about how her mother and I think about her from the time she was young.  There had been too much...  some heart-warming...  some bring smiles to your face...  others just plain frustrating...

Being in Primary Five this year, she has yet to take her school work more seriously.  And that is worrying.  Her tardiness and lack of self-discipline are areas where she can improve on greatly.  She has so much stuff - so many soft toys, so many pairs of shoes, so many sets of clothes...  if I were a friend of hers, I would be full of envy!  But then again, is that the same for all children these days that makes her think that she has little??

So with the great amount of things, she should keep them properly.  We somehow associate girls with being neat and tidy.  Well, not this one.  She stuffs everything - everywhere!  Nothing is a problem for her, until her parents catch sight of the stuff and nags at her for them.

But she argues that she has no where to put her things!  (It may be our fault for indulging her with too much and not giving her room to place her souvenirs!)  Reminds me of a children's book I read - "Ïf you give a mouse a cookie".

She has been sitting around when she is home, regardless if she has work from school undone.  Most times, she will be on her mobile phone - doodling or reading comics.  She requires constant reminders from yours truly to get her homework, her stretching for ballet, her piano practice, and all things, done.  It can get frustrating as I cannot be home to watch her all the time.

I have been speaking to her to ask her things.  Generally, she has been quiet and refused to divulge in her thoughts.  A couple of days ago, I asked her what she needs from us - her parents - in order for her to take her work more seriously.  She could not give me an answer but I demanded for one.  Told her to think about it and get back to me...