Yesterday I shared my nervousness with all of you, so if you're wondering how my son did for the PSLE, here it is!
So, I’m bidding farewell to the jittery days and sleepless nights.
My son’s PSLE results are out and he did better than we had expected. Not a WOW result, but pretty great for his standard.
He did it! And I’m so proud of him.
But I wasn’t sure which way the results would go, till that very last nerve-racking moment where the kids were in the classrooms, and all us parents were pressing our noses against the windows to see the reaction on their faces when the teacher handed over the results slip to them. Just thinking about that moment makes me tense — even delivering him didn’t bring me such anguish.
Some parents may be over the moon right now and out celebrating with their kids or buying them that ‘bribe gift’ they were promised while others may be disappointed and worried about not having an aggregate score to get into the Secondary school of their choice.
But you know what — regardless of the results, I am sure that all mums across the island are relieved that it’s finally over and we can all move on to what the next thing is that should be done. We mums are finally off the emotional roller coaster that we have been riding on, not knowing the fate of our children.
When Taj ran up to me with the result slip (of course, I was filming the entire process like a crazy mum whose son just won a Grammy), I glanced down, saw the A* and the 3 As, and did a quick check that the slip was his (yes, I looked at his name, checking that it wasn’t someone else’s slip. So much for having faith and believing in your child!).
He did better than I had expected, and I was secretly hoping for it, but now it had turned into a reality.
Everything seemed to have culminated into this moment- the second I look at the results slip, everything will be over and set in stone. And it was.
It would seem that the amount of time, money and energy placed into the studying for the PSLE was not for naught.
Questions like “What if he has a score that doesn’t allow him to get into the school of his choice?” or “Is he worried that he will now be separated from all his friends here in ACS?” All those thoughts came flooding into my head.
When asked about how he felt, his face turned into a grin and he expressed that he didn’t think he would get an A* in Math. “That paper was tricky! Guess my hard work paid off. Yay, I can stay with my ACS family – now can I get my new iPhone 6S pleaseeeee? You promised!”
Of course! Whatever you want, my boy.
Read on to hear more about my thoughts on the PSLE results.