When I watched small kids as young as 8 years old qualify for the Australian Junior Masterchef on tv, I felt so proud for their parents. I can see the parents' joy through their eyes when they see their child qualify for the next level. Tears can drop! Throughout my life time so far, I would like to think that there were few occasions where I made my parents proud of me. When there was prize giving ceremony in school, I don't remember my parents attended any because my parents were too busy with their coffee shop business during my school days, they are Chinese educated and has little interest in things happening in non Chinese medium school (due to communication breakdown), It also did not help much when I choose not to tell them many things in schools unless is really necessary. Well, Kajang is a small town, I am sure if I behave badly, some teacher will "report" to my parents when they come to my parent's coffee shop. Anyhow, I am quite confident that I did make my parents proud every time I walk up to the stage to receive a prize even if they did not attend the ceremony ;-).
On the other hand, every time I see a child behave badly in the public, I also think of their parents. I will feel sorry for the parents as I think the parents will be super upset if they know how their kids behave! But, then again I sometimes do blame the parents if they are the one that don't show good examples to their kids or just don't do their responsibilities as a parents. Simple thing like smoking, I don't get it why parents will smoke in front of their kids. Cigarettes are not good for anyone, especially small kids and babies. I also don't get it why smokers still continue smoking when there are plenty of information about how smoking can harm you! Anthony is a casual smoker, I will nag him every time he touches the cigarette. I blame him for touching the cigarette, I also blame his father and his friends for introducing cigarette to him! I really hope he can quit one day! Fingers crossed!
Also, nowadays, whenever I see someone being treated badly/ treating people badly, I always think about who are their parents. And what would their parents do if they know that their child is being badly treated or treating people badly. Surely, they will feel the pain when they know their child is suffering the pain and they will feel ashamed if they know that their child is hurting someone! Now I understand why some parents can sometimes go beyond their rational mind to protect their beloved child.
All in all, motherhood has make me more emotional and taught me to behave well because we are like our parents and our children will be like us!
