A conversation with no. 3 recently :
I : Your test is coming up. Bring your books and we'll do some revision.
No. 3 : I'm big already. I can study on my own.
In my heart, I was yelling, Yippee!! No more sitting down with him and going through his Chinese, Science in Chinese and English, Maths in Chinese and English, BM, Moral. Freedom!! but I didn't vocalise it. Instead...
I : No, you're not too big! Bring your books! (Two reasons for saying this : This is what hubby would expect me to say and kiasuism rearing its ugly head.)
No. 3 grumbled and stomped off to get his books.
Next year he'll be in Year 3. I think I'll get some deliverance then because Year 3 Chinese may be too tough for me to handle. It'll take me ten minutes to look up a word and probably an hour to go through a short paragraph. Not the most efficient of coaching methods. I think I'll pass the buck over to no. 1 and 2. They've had six years of Chinese education.
Freedom! Until no. 4 goes to Year 1 in 2008. Then the cycle starts again...