Sometimes, I don't think I really know what kind of parent I'll be in the future. Will I be spoiling my child too much (Like what is happening to many kids these days)? Will I be a bad parent who'll be too obsessed with carving a career for myself to care about my child's well-being? Will I be too manipulative, or lose my patience with them, or raise a hand? Will I be capable of bringing my child up with the correct type of education and upbringing? Will I become too competitive and cannibalise on the grades of my child to feed my ego?
All these questions are beginning to scare me for the simple fact that for every child I tutor, these questions just kept popping up every session in the form of a hypothetical muse; what if this child had been mine? Would I have lost my patience that easily? Would I allow him/her to find all sorts of excuses to run out of the study room? Would I drag my kid out of bed at 9am and make him/her do comprehension after comprehension?
One thing I'm sure of: I probably won't be able to put myself in the shoes of a parent until I become one, just like how parents will never fully understand the difficulty of tutoring their child until they try it themselves. Even then, they wouldn't be subjected to the tantrums and whining and squirming and restless behaviour of their own children that us tuition teachers have to bear with, and still attempt to make the best out of each lesson.
Because it will always be the tuition teacher's fault, isn't it?
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