Last Day of School

(This is a backdated post)

It's the beginning of a new term, yet it marks the end of school for both my darlings.

Why?  Never had we met someone as unreasonable as the principal of their school, whose self-interest override the interests of the children under her charge.

It's a long story and it would be endless to tell about her ridiculous principles and not forgetting the constant ridiculous shouting from her for no particular reason.  She doesn't like the children to wear sweaters (even on normal school days) or caps to excursion as she claims that it will spoil her uniform (ie. the school uniform).  Mummy can only say that I totally lost my respect for her as a principal when I heard that from her mouth.  Nevertheless, Mummy has never rebuked her in any manner.  However, she nursed a grudge against mummy because many parents were present when she blurted that out of her mouth.  It was no surprise that there were already numerous complaints against her to the MOE. 

Daddy penned the following at the end of his email to her.  Hope it can enlighten her, hahaha...

The power of the tongue
Our tongue, and the words that come from it, has incredible power. Words have the power to hurt or to heal, to tear down or build up, and to curse or comfort.
~ John Powell

Doesn't want to write much about her in my lovely blog.

Anyway, think it's good that my darlings are out of her control and tyranny.  It's not a loss to us as Mummy has previously considered whether to hometeach them.  The only thing Mummy would miss, hee..., is my 3 hours daily break which now, however has become an additional 3 hours of bonding time for us (as Mummy's NPL will end next year and they will have to go to childcare then).

Mummy was initially worried that my darlings will be upset by their sudden departure from school.  But amazingly, they do not miss their school at all.  What a relief.