I wrote about my thoughts on pushy parents last month, after being inspired by an article in the Daily Mail. I also shared my views and beliefs that every baby is a born genius which several readers have quoted and shared in their forums.
Lots of readers have emailed me their thoughts and quite a few local and overseas bloggers have also made reference to my posts in their own blogs. Thank you, all of you, for sharing and passing this on.
I think it is part of the Asian culture to be more 'pushy' parents than our Western counterparts, especially when it comes to our children's education.
I know countless Chinese and Indian expats living in Singapore who are extremely competitive and pushy, if I may say so, of their kids' preschool education. Many successful Chinese and Indian professionals I worked with before, also come from middle-class families back home with very pushy parents.
My dad did the same to us. He was a pushy dad, whom I openly rebelled against. But years later, as a successful working adult earning good money, I realised and appreciated his wisdom. As a parent now, I understand his love even more.
I still remember the days when he would sit with me after a hard day's work, making sure that I had learnt some new English words every day. I was only 5! Back in my days, there was no Nursery and many kids didn't even attend Kindy. So most kids only learnt their alphabet at age 7. I was more advanced than most by the time I entered Primary 1.
In my teens, I used to tell myself that it was all my own credit that I earned scholarships (based on merit) and bursaries (because we were poor) yearly from Primary 1 to Secondary 4. When I opted to go to Polytechnic instead of the college for financial reasons, I bagged another scholarship to pay for my school fees. I was also awarded a big scholarship afterwards for my degree course. So basically, all my 16 years of education were paid for.
A few years ago, during one of my year-end reflections when my dad just passed away, I realised I wouldn't be who I am without him. Especially how he was like in my preschool and primary years. I may not have inherited any 'clever' genes, but he was the one who made the biggest difference in pushing me to be diligent, self-motivated and to always aim high. He taught me to be ambitious, to aim for the stars, so that one day, I will reach the moon.