Dear J, my Precious Son Guess what? I never thought it'd happen, but I learned recently that I was in fact a bona fide "Tiger Mom" Dad! Okay okay, I hear you. What's that you're asking? Well, in a nutshell, this term was made popular globally by a 'nutty' professor called Amy Chua. She's this … Continue reading Fathering “softer” #2 — No More “Tiger Mom” Dad!
I Just Need A Moment (Violin Musing II) So this is how it feelsWhen a dream dies.A dream I never knewWas all mine.Had I knownI would have given it back.Returned it like a dog-eared library bookOr an old shoe to its rack. But we strolled into this dream togetherDidn't we?We didn't force feed or threaten … Continue reading My Monday Metrical Musings #53
Dear J my precious boy First off, I'm sorry. I had no idea you felt so much vitriol now for the violin. Recently, when we broached the topic of you returning to violin lessons after a long break (to prepare for your PSLE), your almost knee-jerk reaction and rejection of the idea threw your mom … Continue reading My Violin Virtuoso — From Verve to Vitriol
Please son, won't you play? (Violin Musing I) What does it feel likeWhen a dream looks likeIt's about to die? When something so gloriousYet deemed by him a weary taskIs about to disappearLike a puff of smokeNever again to pass? I'm not ready to give up this fightYet I can sense this fight is onThe … Continue reading My Monday Metrical Musings #52
