Throwback

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Sometimes, a few kids would cry a little when they finally got sleepy or tired of study. I (know, that) I also wanted to send them back home, let them rest a bit, but it seemed [like]/that they were too afraid to stop, because their parents would get angry.
One of my students once told me that after she went home at night, her Mom would review and throw at her some questions related to what was she had learnt throughout the whole that day.

Throwback

I had been working as a tutor for elementary school students.
I thaught all the subjects apart from math (because I hate maths)
After a few weeks, it turned out that I liked children more than what I ever thought before. Everything was going well and I really really really enjoyed my job.
Most of my students were Indo-Chinese,It  means that they have Chinese and Indonesian blood, and they could actually speak both Chinese and Bahasa Indonesia, in addiction to  our local language which was Javanese. As it didn't enough, their school also thaught English. So, they could speak three languages fluently, and one language in a basic level.
What made it more interesting, each of them had two names. One common name ,and one Chinese name. But I usually called them with their common names.

The stereotype I often heard about Indo-Chinese was: They were really smart. As soon as I became their tutor, I was able say yes, some of them were fast learners, but, some of them also made me need an extra effort, patience, and coffee. Just like any other students in the world.
Maybe what made them (could possibly) being smarter individuals in the future was because they were perseverance and their parents were... bloody discipline.
They usually came at 2 P.M. after school, and would study with me up until the sun sets. Yap, study didn't end when the school ended. They continued.

Sometimes, few kids would cry a little when they finally got sleepy or tired of study. I know, I also wanted to send them back home, let them rest a bit, but seemed like they were too afraid to stop because their parents would get angry.
One of my students once told me that after she went home at night, her Mom would review and threw some questions related to what was she had learnt the whole day.

Throwback

I had been working as a tutor for elementary school students.
I taught all the subjects but/except maths (because math hates me)
After a few weeks, it turned out that I liked children more than what I [ever]/had thought (before). Everything was going well, and I really (really really) enjoyed my job.
Most of my students were Indo-Chinese,  meaning that they have Chinese and Indonesian blood, and they could actually speak both Chinese and Bahasa Indonesia, plus our local language which was Javanese. As if this were it didn't not enough, their school also taught English. So, they could speak three languages fluently, and one language in at a basic level.
What made it more interesting, was that each of them has two names: one common name and one Chinese name. But I usually called them by their common names.

The stereotype I often heard about Indo-Chinese was: they were are really smart. After having been I was being their tutor, I can could say 'yes', some of them were fast learners, but, some of them also made me needed/required (an) extra effort on my part, patience, and coffee. Just like any other students in the world.
Maybe what would make them (could possibly) being become smarter individuals in the future was because they were perseverance and their parents were... bloody discipline.
They usually came at 2 P.M. after school, and would study with me up until the sun sets. Yap Yes, study didn't end when the school day ended: they continued.

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