There are many times when I feel very fortunate to now live in a culture so diverse and so ‘alien’ to the one in which I was raised, and yet, it is just as often that I feel this maddening frustration of what I feel is an internal culture clash – particularly with regards to [...]
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Why some Mothers don’t mother…I wonder
Posted in A rant, Parenting, Random, West meets East, tagged Parenting on August 6, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
What Parents’ Don’t Do….
Posted in Parenting, Philosophy, Random, West meets East, tagged Parenting on July 14, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
and how it drives me mad.
Fighting her own corner…
Posted in Parenting, Philosophy, West meets East on February 28, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
We went for Georgia’s two year assessment this morning and it all went really well….except for the bit (now burned in my mind) that the Health Visitor commented that Georgia would probably benefit from some group interaction to ‘learn to fight her own corner’.
Why would my sweet two year old child need to learn to fight [...]
Growing up…
Posted in Parenting, Philosophy, Random, West meets East on July 17, 2007 | Leave a Comment »
I know it sounds so cliche but I was thinking the other day about how quickly children grow up (don’t we all?), and then it occurred to me that to a great extent, it is how much and what we expect of them.
And then I had yet another ‘West meets East’ parenting revelation….
Type ‘17-month old toddler’ in [...]
Languages, how many at a time?
Posted in Parenting, West meets East on June 29, 2007 | 2 Comments »
In the privacy of our own home, we are really very laid back about how we communicate.
We generally speak English, with bits of Hockkien and Malay and very occasionally smaterrings of Mandarin also end up in our conversation. Thus it is hardly surprising that G takes all this in her stride, and understands us well enough.
It does [...]
Asian values, Western culture
Posted in Parenting, Philosophy, West meets East on June 22, 2007 | 6 Comments »
I have dark hair and yellow skin, so does my husband and naturally so does my daughter. As we live in the UK, to the next person, it may mean we are different, although more likely it may mean absolutely nothing apart from the fact that we are of some ‘Oriental’ ancestry.
Looks aside though, I [...]