She shared with us a snippet of a movie, where the father was mad with his son for not being able to calculate 17 times 8. He only realized how talented his son was at professional cricket after a severe accident that caused him to be paralyzed. Only then to find out desperately from other subject teachers, strangers of all walks up to a politician that they too could not give him an answer to 17 times 8 on the spot.
In addition to that, Teacher Thangamary shared with us an interesting poem, On Children, by Kahlil Gibran. A poem that gave her peace to allow her son the freedom of choice to determine his walks in life.
On Children
Kahlil Gibran
Your children are not your children.
They are the sons and daughters of Life's longing for itself.
They come through you but not from you,
And though they are with you yet they belong not to you.
You may give them your love but not your thoughts,
For they have their own thoughts.
You may house their bodies but not their souls,
For their souls dwell in the house of tomorrow,
which you cannot visit, not even in your dreams.
You may strive to be like them, but seek not to make them like you.
For life goes not backward nor tarries with yesterday.
You are the bows from which your children
as living arrows are sent forth.
The archer sees the mark upon the path of the infinite,
and He bends you with His might
that His arrows may go swift and far.
Let your bending in the archer's hand be for gladness;
For even as He loves the arrow that flies,
so He loves the bow that is stable.
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