Have you done your Best?

LSconct 1The King Ant at his K1 Speech and Drama performance in Nov 2012

1 month before the performance, I asked him if he could remember his lines. He recited them for me without referring to the handouts and was so confident that he could remember.

A week before the performance, I asked him again. And he told me that it was easy and he would have no problems.

He was ready, or so I thought.

Watch the video (excuse the shakiness :P ) and see how his performance turned out. K is the tallest one in the group of yellow ‘ants’, who was wearing a gold ‘bib’.

Looked like he was being particular about where the mic was placed and did not want to say his lines until the mic was leveled to his face, isn’t it?

His performance was far from perfect and it did generate some laughs from the audience along the way. Hb and I were disappointed when we finally received the DVD recently, and realized that the videographer edited the capture and it became a boring, almost perfect sketch in the video. Regardless of the result of the performance, it was a memorable experience for hb and I. While K on the other hand, thought that that his performance must have been quite a disappointment for us to watch.

He was really moody after the performance (photo taken above), right after the concert ended. He didn’t tell us why until we got home that night. Just before bedtime that same evening, he admitted that he actually forgot his lines, and he told me that he would not want to watch the video as his performance was horrible.

Our conversation that evening;

Mom :   “Do you think you tried your best that night?”

K      :     “I don’t think I tried my best. I did not practice my lines properly.”

Mom :   “You know that you didn’t put in your best effort, and why it didn’t turn out well. We are not disappointed in your performance on stage. It’s normal to make mistakes. We just want to make sure that you understand that you need to take the initiative to practice your lines. It is only when you know you tried your best, and if you still made some mistakes at your performance, you can be satisfied that you have gave your best. That’s all that matters. .”

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Hb and I have already discovered a while back that K has issues with his self-motivation and initiative. We are using opportunities like these for him to experience failure and disappointment, so as to learn the importance of having initiative and be driven by his self-motivation.

Charlotte Mason has put it so aptly in her quote that there is a downside when children are nurtured to be overly dependent on external motivation and rewards.

‘Children must Stand or Fall by their own Efforts.––In another way, more within our present control, we do not let children alone enough in their work. We prod them continually and do not let them stand or fall by their own efforts. One of the features, and one of the disastrous features, of modern society, is that, in our laziness, we depend upon prodders and encourage a vast system of prodding. We are prodded to our social duties, to our charitable duties, and to our religious duties. If we pay a subscription to a charity, we expect the secretary to prod us when it becomes due. If we attend a meeting, do we often do so of our own spontaneous will, or because somebody asks us to go and reminds us half a dozen times of the day and the hour? Perhaps it is a result of the hurry of the age that there is a curious division of labour, and society falls into those who prod and those who are prodded. Not that anybody prods in all directions, nor that anybody else offers himself entirely as a pincushion. It is more true, perhaps, to say that we all prod, and that we are all prodded. Now, an occasional prick is stimulating and wholesome, but the vis inertiae of human nature is such that we would rather lean up against a wall of spikes than not lean at all. What we must guard against in the training of children is the danger of their getting into the habit of being prodded to every duty and every effort. Our whole system of school policy is largely a system of prods. Marks, prizes, exhibitions, are all prods; and a system of prodding is apt to obscure the meaning of must and ought for the boy or girl who gets into the habit of mental and moral lolling up against his prods.’ – Charlotte Mason Chapter 4, Volume 3

 

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Motherhood Mondays – Sing a Song

I have never been much of a singer, I can carry a tune but my vocal range is very limited and sing too softly. Hb is though, he serenaded me at our second date and sang live in front of our wedding guests.

K enjoys singing and loves to compose his own songs. Recently, I found him listening to granddad’s music on his iPad and singing along with it, during one of his ‘eye-training’** evenings.

Did he used to do the same when he was younger? Excuse me while I reminisce the days when he was still a tot at 2 and a half.

**A separate note about his eye training; I am heartened to share that his left eye’s vision has improved! We visited his opthamologist last week and were told that his eye test have improved by 1.5 lines. To further improve his sight, he will need to increase eye training to 4 hours daily. It will be tough to increase eye training sessions, but we will get there, eventually.

 

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Reminiscing Motherhood Mondays – K at 1 and a half

I glanced across the hall in my mom’s house and I see this photo looking back at me.

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I think this physical reminder of my brother as a child reminds them that time is indeed fleeting, how it all felt like yesterday holding him in their arms and how that memory of that moment has been permanently engraved in their hearts.

I now understand how that feels, ever since I became a parent

A couple of months before, I was devastated when I realized that I was not able to retrieve the old photos from a hard drive that I had of K since he was born. However I am very thankful for this space that I have been keeping online and grateful that I have some photos posted on this blog since he was a couple of months old.

I was going through some old posts in this blog and to my horror, some of the old videos that I took of K were lost from the post. I did not want to have to experience the hassle of re-attaching the videos to the old posts, so I decided to do this for myself; start a meme on this blog to reminisce the old videos that I have of K.

I went through the old videos and the old posts and I teared over the time that have been lost.

What’s with these emotions that come along with motherhood? I used to pride myself for not shedding tears so easily, but now, just by reading and watching the old videos, tears are falling so freely.

This video was taken in September 2008, one of the earliest video that I have of K as a baby. This video was taken when my extended family was celebrating my birthday, but as the little boy loves celebrating birthdays and blowing the candle on the cake, he had his ‘birthday’ song sang to him too.

 

Memory is a way of holding onto the things you love, the things you are, the things you never want to lose.  ~ The Wonder Years

 

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@ 4 years, 11 months and 19 days

Showing his new dance styles

At 4 years, 11 months and 19 days, he tends to be a tad bit boisterous, has a slapstick-type of humour and fidgets non-stop when he is awake.

And he loves to dance and sing to his own self-composed songs. Which can be rather entertaining to see him prance around the house and sing at the top of his voice, alot.

Kyle's Dance Styles

He spends most alternate days in the week co-sleeping with us these days :( Somehow on the onset of turning 4 years old, he decided that sleeping with his parents in the same room, is more fun then sleeping by himself in his own room.

This is just one of the conversations we had recently, before bedtime in my room.

Kyle ; You know, I like to be with you and daddy, that's why I like to sleep in your room. Do you know that I think of you when I am sleeping in my room at night?

Mom : Why do you need to think of me when I am just next door?

Kyle : Because I miss you. You never think of me?

Mom : Nope, when I sleep, I sleep soundly, I don't think of anyone of anything.

Kyle : How can you not think of me, when I think about you!

Mom : You are not suppose to be awake anyway at night, so what are you doing awake and thinking of me?

Kyle : You never think of me when I am not in the room with you. I am very sad.

So there is this softie sentimental side of him. Which I tend to experience a little too much of, when he clings to my left arm when he sleeps with dh and I in our room…

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Another first

Time is passing unbelievably fast. We are into the last 3 weeks of the school holidays and last weeks of 2011. I can hardly believe that we are going into 2012 in less than 3 weeks, and Kyle will be going into K1.

If I had a choice, I wish that my child don't grow up so fast. He is slowly losing his cherubic babyish looks, he lost his baby-smells many months back and is too quickly growing into an often sweaty and not so nice-smelling mischievous boy :(  

He still has his endearing personality, when I told him that I hope that he will not grow up so quickly, he said; 

"Mommy, I tell you something"

"I tell you what. I grow taller but I don't grow older ok, I will still be 4 years old for my next birthday…"

Aww…actually I would prefer that he doesn't grow taller or older, and will always remain my little baby boy.

I think he still can't wait to grow up quickly. He is always asking when he will be able to sit all the rides at Universal Studios, grow taller and stronger so he can hit golf balls much further.

We brought him to the driving range for the first time recently, and he is really enjoying the game and turning out to be quite a natural at the sport. I think his interest for golf plays a huge role in his quick progress in learning how to play golf.

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After all of 90 balls and a little blister on his finger (after hitting too many balls and gripping the club a little too hard), he is looking all sweaty, rosy-cheeked and happy from his first experience at the range.

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Let Praises Fill this Place 让赞美飞扬

For the last two weeks, hb and I have been trying to get Kyle to perform his concert item at home, but he has never revealed his dance steps for his performance. His response to us each time we asked has been, "It's a surprise, cannot show you, You will see on the concert night." I am actually rather impressed by his resolve to keep this performance under wraps, especially when it comes to his usual ability to keep secrets :S

Let Praises Fill This Place 让赞美飞扬 was the title of the song that was used for Kyle's school performance this year. Last year, the theme was tied to the story of "The Caterpillar and the Shoemaker', so all the performance items followed the storyline. This year it was rather disjointed with non-related performances.

The theme for this year's concert was conceived after some of his kindergarten's teacher and staff had the opportunity to experience an exchange programme with two preschools in Cebu Philippines. They shared skills and knowledge teaching young children and were able to be an instrument of peace and blessing to the less fortunate. Despite the disjointed performances, this year's theme for Kyle's school concert was still very meaningful as it was a night of 'rejoicing and celebration' (from the words of the programme outline)…

'of the achievement of the children's development milestones, though songs and dance using musical instruments, may our hearts be encouraged to persevere in doing what is right. Let us draw strength from God, who is our Source of hope, to put others before ourselves, and recognise that we can be instruments to channel love and hope to others!'

"Arise! Shine! For your light arrives! The splendor of the Lord shines on you!" Isaiah 60:1'

Coincidentally, I  chanced upon the same verse while doing my BSF studies of the book of Isaiah about 2 weeks ago, and I thought the verse really reminded me of Kyle's school.

This year's costume was a little more 'Chingay-liked', nonetheless, the kids in his class all looked adorable in their costumes, finished with gel and glitter in their hair. With the exception of one of the older group of kids who were decked out in pvc-liked black and red mid-driff tops with a black 'tie', complete with a silver chain tied to their black bermudas. I would have cringed if Kyle had to wear that costume, as it came across very s&m and cheena styled.

Here's a slight shaky video for the performance, Kyle is the third child from the right.

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The Ant

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The Black Ant

I have been looking forward to this since the start of the week; K's first school performance! Prior to this evening, K only divulged that he will be dressing up as a black ant, then refused to show me his dance, but told me that he will be performing a dance to the tune of "Nobody". It was also the first time I saw him dressed up in his ant costume.

Dh and I did not get good seats in the hall, so this shaky and blurred video was my best attempt to capture scenes of his performance :( K is the 1st black ant on the left of the stage.

The Ants with Hi Ho and Nobody from Rachel T on Vimeo.

 

I did managed to squeeze myself to the side of the aisle during the finale and got better footage. K is the second ant from the right.

Finale : I can fly from Rachel T on Vimeo.

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The best thing about our holiday?

12 days is just about the maximum number of days we can stay in Sydney (without getting sick of the place or getting broke first after eating out so much).

It’s a wonderful cosmopolitan place, with lots to see and do, even for kids. However, most things are just too expensive. Shopping is about 30-40% more costly than Singapore (unless you limit your shopping from only Target, K-mart or thrift shops) and eating out is pricey. Besides there is hardly any service to talk about. Shopping is only fun when it comes to fresh produce, like meat, seafood, fruit and vegetables, however try not to even consider imported produce. I still find it extremely ridiculous that ginger (obviously not grown in Australia) costs like AUD$50 per kg!

Apart from little peeves like the above, it is still a nice place to go for a family vacation. The region offers a vast variety of nature and wildlife attractions, extremely apt for children who love nature and animals.

For K, there is one memorable thing that he remembers fondly from our trip…

The best thing… from Rachel T on Vimeo.

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