Surviving Grade 2-A

Last April, my sister (whom we fondly call Auntie Anna) broke the news that Busy Boy got into section A for incoming 2nd grade.   I had mixed emotions.  I was scared for my son because I knew all the boys in the class would be academically good and it would be difficult to stand out. At the same time,  I was also proud because Busy Boy had it in him to qualify for that kind of class.

As a background, the school has an advanced class per level. They call it advanced because they're supposed to learn at a faster pace than the rest ( of the 11 sections).  In fairness, my sister gave us a way out if we truly didn't want him to go to A.  But valor came over prudence, so I gave my nod.

Busy Boy being in the Advanced class gave me so much stress I missed out on a lot of things I used to do.  Blogging, tinkering around the house, reading. I had nothing left after a full day's work, that extends into an evening of  helping Busy Boy for school.  2 months into the school year, here we are, still fighting it out, in a way.   Except for Math, Busy Boy has been getting his usual grades and I think has settled fine in class.

Me on the other hand? Still pressured.  I know its wrong but I keep thinking, every mistake counts and I keep comparing my son to the others.   My sister has told me time and again not to do that, but I don't know why I can't help it.  But I'm trying to be more relaxed about it now, because all this stress could kill me!

By end of this month is the first trimestral exams.  Would you believe I'm going on leave?  Since monthends are crazy time in every bank, I need to work double time at work to make up for the days I'll be out.   But Busy Boy is my priority and I'd like to help him prepare.  I'm hoping, wishing and praying he does well. After all,  his achievements (and failures) are mine too.  If  all goes fine, we will just both reap the rewards when its all over.