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There was a particular breakdown for a while, probably in the fifth or sixth grade of elementary school.
Every Friday afternoon when he picked up his son, his school bag would be thrown at the gate until around 5:00 p.m. on Sunday when he was mentioned in his room.
From Friday all the way through Sunday afternoon, I felt like he was going crazy because of his bag.
The child is now in the second year of junior high school, but I have become much calmer about this kind of behavior.
Because he's still like that. And I changed my mindset.
02
Wanting to change oneself is a great god, and wanting to change others is a neurosis.
I have experienced this sentence in practice.
During the fifth and sixth grades, I used a variety of attempts to get my son to change.
Coaxing and cheating, soft and hard at the same time.
The son is still the kind of oil and salt that does not enter, and he is not moved. Don't make any changes to the look.
I sometimes break down with doubt, the mistakes that brought him into the world, and torture myself so hard.
Time erases everything best.
Under my own extreme efforts, I only chose to give up, chose to go with the flow, and chose to go with the flow.
03
He still obeyed his own rules and still wouldn't open his school bag, but after 5 p.m. on Sunday, his learning efficiency was beyond everyone's imagination.
He would close the door and continue to hold the electronics, but would not allow anyone to disturb him.
Xiao Bao occasionally interfered, and he would reprimand Xiao Bao without giving a face.
Even Xiao Bao knew that the various study hours should never be disturbed.
No matter how much homework he had on the weekend, he was able to complete it efficiently on Sunday evenings. Of course, occasionally it will be until 12:00 p.m. to 1:00 p.m., and more importantly, it will definitely end before 11 o'clock.
04
What is even more surprising is that his academic performance has always been within the normal range of activities, and he has neither become a bully nor a scum.
And we didn't have time to meet because we had always agreed. Each course must be above the average score.
This incident also taught me a vivid lesson.
We raise a fun soul, not a formatted product.
It's really Sunday afternoon, and the funny soul continues to start to be funny.