Sure, I was concerned that my son may not be putting in the correct effort - for me, it isn't the quantity that mattered, but the quality - if he could make that hour work for him, it's good enough.
I didn't say much or do much, except to have conversations with my son about it regularly - and of course, I expressed my concern about how annoying it's become for me - simply because I allow him latitude as I do not think he's a person who is clueless about being responsible.
He received his results last friday and he did very well, for someone who games 6 hours a day after school. And if we went by grades, he returned 2As, 2Bs and a C for his best 5. Had this been the O-levels, my son would be on his way to college - but because it's not, this will perhaps confirm that I do know how to study and that I am right - I was chewing him up on how he was doing his Humanities and he sulked when i made him learn it, the way I want him to learn it. He got an A.
I haven't told my pessimistic gf about this because I'm waiting for her to call me, to ask.
If she was so sure, why did she not call, just to prove a point?
Fact that she is the only gf who hasn't called to ask, proves that she knows she's wrong.
I had squabbles with my son - because he was doing it all wrong....and much as I enjoy making him sweat for his prelims (which he did badly), it was for a purpose - I needed to prove my point. But I will never give him up for a national exam - because lessons are to be learnt without a high cost factor, if the cost factor is too high, then it's no longer a lesson, but a punishment.
He didn't do anything wrong, he's just lazy and my job, as his mother, is to be always correct when it came to his studies.
I think I did it right this time.
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