President Tutor

It is now safe to say that the torture is over. The second trimester exam period is FINITO!!

To say that it was a grueling week is way understated. It was tough both for me and my daughter, Gaby. I haven’t seen her cry this much during reviews. Sure she has had the occasional bouts of katamaran during study time and sure she has succumbed to my volcanic temper whenever those attacks happen. But this time it was just tears flowing while doing her addition and subtraction with regrouping. And talk about the gasps of disbelief when she saw the worksheets for verbs. Heartbreaking, I tell you.

But what choice does this Mom slash Tutor have? Nada. Even I am amazed at the pace of the grade school curriculum today. I remember having a good time in my first year of grade school. Actually, I remember having a great time in my entire stay in school. What I don’t remember is any kind of hardcore reviewing. But these are far different from my time….which wasn’t too long ago…ahem.

In any case, exam week went by without a hitch. Gaby didn’t seem disappointed with her performance so I’m pretty much assured that she did ok. I’m not counting on perfection. I just want her to do her best….at the very least. And if she does better than expected, then well and good. Which, by the way, means a new toy. Wait and see…wait and see. In the meantime, I’m making my list of “me-things” to do. This President Tutor needs some serious pampering after all that.