out of the three tuition kids i have, two deserve to live. i’m sorry i sound like a psychotic dictator who’s out to determine the intelligent should live. but the cruel fact is, the third kid who has zero common sense, she took 30 x $90 to find the total cost of 30 mangoes when the question stated “the total cost of the mangoes is $90″.the whinny and pampered female student i was complaining about has changed a little, for the better. she’s willing to listen to my commands despite me pushing assessment book after assessment book to her to complete throughout two hours. i think i would have killed any tuition teacher who did this to me when i was a kid. plus she showed great progress in her latest examination. therefore her life is spared.

my favourite kid? we have a great time laughing at each other every lesson. he let me on this major secret (only after swearing me to secrecy), which even his “gang leader” and parents do not know of yet. he pleaded with me to bring him out after his exams to *ahemjurongpoint to buy a teddy bear.

the tabloid reporter in me forced him to confess that the teddy bear was indeed for a girl. nah, not his crush or anything juicy like that, it’s for a gift exchange before the malacca trip he will be going on with his schoolmates. he was so shy about it i thought it was quite cute.

there, i don’t hate all kids. i find kids who listen to me tolerable and agreeable. only if they’re intelligent enough to worship me like i’m some nobel prize winner, the way i guide them to solve their maths sums, explain science theories, point out grammar mistakes and define new words on their vocabulary lists.