As parents we expect alot from our kids. I'm no exception....good grades a must. I was like a fiend when Nicholas was in Primary school. I remember the first test results he brought home. All excited and happy, this bespectacled kid waving his test paper like crazy. However, it fell short of my expectations but like a good Mummy, I pulled a wide plastic grin and said, 'That's VERY good!' Muack!

That night after Nicholas had gone to bed, my husband found me in tears. Concerned, he asked me what was wrong. Between sniffles I went ' Noo..o! He's supposed to get 99 or 100!! It's only P1! There's no reason not to do well...hooo!' Yes, yes, that's the sort of person I was....until...

Last year, as I was sorting out my stuff, Nicholas popped into my room and sat amongst my things. He picked up my age old report book and asked if he could take a look. Needless to say he made me remember that I wasn't such an ace myself wa..ay back then. ( I must say I never remembered failing Physics!! Yeah right... But it's all there, carved in stone so to speak.) Tsk, tsk. How we forget.

Since then, the only thing I ask of him is to give his utmost best in all he does. Browsing through the folder I keep of his certificates of achievements and awards, I've come to realise that he has achieved far more than I had in all of my school life, with results better than mine in some instances!

So before we put the pressure on our kids, we ought to take a good look at ourselves. ( Yes, bring out that report book. It sure jogs your memory! )

PS : He scores a perfect 100% in my eyes if not more... :)