> Too early. That is what I think of Ceejay’s schooling. Too late. That’s what his dad thinks. At 3 I just know Cj is not ready for school. His dad was having none of it and enrolled him in a chinese school near his condo. The so-called first day of school was big for the ex. He was proud. I went to work like normal. That evening the yaya reported that the gf came along to help send Cj off and she ended up becoming the driver. I LMAO. More news: Cj screamed all the way to school and back. A tete-a-tete with the ex was in order.
I reminded him of his little nephew who came home exhausted from school, dropped his schoolbag on the floor and announced, “I hate school! I want to retire!” The amused uncle (ex’s older brod) asked, “and what will you do if you were allowed to retire?” The poor boy answered, “I will go to Europe every month just like you do.”
It isn’t fair, is it?
Back to the tete-a-tete: like the rest nothing much came out of it. Cj is again enrolled in another school. A Thai this time. I did join ex so Cj will have both parents launching him off to yet another first day of school. Good facilities. Rich curriculum. Correct teacher-student ratio. My conclusion: The school is ready but Cj is not, even at 4 then and now 5. Ex moaned about Cj’s low marks on, of all things, his coloring book. I wanted to say, “I told you” but held my tongue. If I were the one forced to go to school, I would flunk every subject there is. Cj didn’t. I wanted to celebrate by giving him as much time as he wanted to play and sleep.
My mommy job has just doubled. Not that I am complaining. Whenever possible I expose Cj to church-run classes once a week, and I like it. At least he does not scream on the way there: