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老实说,我还是有点失望的。虽然家里各方各面都希望小胖子上Baulkham Hill High, 我总还是希望他能象以往一样给我个惊喜~~
当初老公非要第一志愿就报Baulkham Hill High, 是我硬逼着放了James Ruse, 这小胖子还真是不给我争气呀~~~
不过,俺是典型的B型血性格,阿Q精神很快就淹没了俺的失望,哈哈哈哈~~~
为小胖子备考,具体就是从去年12月到今年3月这段时间,我没少跟他闹别扭,焦虑帖子也没少发,现在想想,俺就是心太软了~~~
小胖子对他能上Baulkham Hill, 开心得要命,就怕会去到James Ruse,因为他的朋友没有报James Ruse的。
所以说,孩子非常受环境的影响。如果他在OC班,肯定就不会是这莫想了。这也是我们希望他上精英中学的原因吧,毕竟比普通中学环境好。
小胖子备考的路子跟小D差不多。上了一年swot shop的补习班。现在想来,我和老公还是重视得不够,既没想到给他吃点什莫补药,也没早早买题来做。圣诞节时,去eastwood买年货,还是小胖子带我们去的那家小书店,买了一套复习题,每本很薄,一共7本。小胖子懊悔得不行,后悔带我们去了书店,结果给他自己“找了麻烦”。 后来的题海战术力度也不够,他整天跟我讨价还价,一个晚上就做一样英文,或者数学,或者GA, 一共才40分钟。如果当初我不那莫心软,让他多练练,会不会考得更好一些呢?后来,铅笔的事就不用说了,感谢wideye啊~~~
我不得不承认,小胖子是个平凡的孩子,没有天才的智商,情商也不咋地。小胖子只图眼前的快乐,不会自觉自愿的学习,也不懂得体会做父母的用心良苦,就觉得受管制很委屈~~~
我呢,也不是很会跟他讲好好学习的好处,他曾用邻居的孩子将过我:人家MARK从来不学习, 人家妈妈不工作,人家爸爸没有你们读书多, 人家住的房子比咱家的漂亮,人家的车比咱家的高级,为什莫做个ASIAN的孩子就要这莫辛苦……说得我无言以对.
小胖子喜欢玩PS3游戏,除了游戏,就是枪,车跟机器人。家里到处是他的枪和机器人的小零碎。 他的志愿是将来当个工程师,设计现代武器或车。我们不要求他做医生或律师,只要是他喜欢,又拿decent pay的就行了。
小胖子不喜欢读小说,我一直觉得他的作文是薄弱的。有一次,看到他在学校写的作文Anzac Landing, 发现他也很能编故事吗。这篇作文还真的让俺读得有点想落泪呢,就贴在这里吧。
希望多年以后我会笑着看我现在的心情。:)
Anzac Landing
It was on the early morning of the 26th of April, 1915. Among a few of my friends and I were battalions of troops awaiting orders from the captain, ready to die at his command. The tiny, cramped powerless little boat we were sitting in was being pulled by a tugboat along with many others toward a hostile land where brutal enemy forces awaited us.
As we neared shore, the unthinkable happened. One of the tugboats hit the shore and let out a series of sparks into the air. It acted as beacon for the Ottoman troops and they immediately raided us with bullets, shells and shrapnel.
I sprinted uphill as comrades around me fell. I fired back once the enemy was in sight. As time passed, my ammunition started to dwindle. All food supplies have been packed in my backpack which was dumped on the beach. The heat was unbearable and I struggled to keep breathing. All that was left of my battalion was a few strangers and me. Another battalion came along to our aid. We gathered all ammunition and food left and began an eight-month campaign where the mission was simple, but yet so hard to survive.
Eight months later, an extraction team came. We were finally rescued and were able to act like humans again. After eight months of famine and disease, we were back on our homeland. Of all the brave men and women who fought only a tiny fraction of them lived. And I was one of those lucky ones. We may have lost this battle, but we won the war.
[ 本帖最后由 charmaine 于 2010-7-5 09:03 编辑 ] |
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