Chinese fail, Maths A1

Damien: "Chinese sure fail!"

Me: "Then I'll leave. Will tell your Dad to find you a better tutor. If I stay on knowing I can never help you improve, then I'm shameless."

Damien went quiet, then "But I can get good marks for Maths!" (I teach him Chinese and Maths.)

Me: "Fine. If you really are going to fail Chinese, you MUST get A1 for Maths. Then I'll consider staying on."

Damien: "OK!"

After 5 seconds or something..

Damien: "HUH! SO HARD!"

His father returns home as we were ending tuition.

Me: *puts on serious face* Ok, finish your work. I need to talk to your Dad."

Damien: "Huh! For what?"

Me: "Tell him to help find you a better teacher. Need to let him know earlier so he'll have time to do that."

Damien: "WHYYY!?"

Me: "I won't do it unless you admit that you like me teaching you."

Damien: "Don't want!"

And I caught him smiling.


I hope you got the feeling of the way he speaks to me, because that's always my main objective when I blog about him - to let you know how adorable he is.

Love that boy.

Ok bye!