2024/7/13

Grandpa visited today.

We were hanging out a lot more recently. He got a new laptop and a new drone which I am teaching him. He and my mum were talking about grades somehow (from my niece’s grades? Maybe?), he said you can’t force someone to get good grades, it’s more heaven’s will than man’s will, it’s most probable born with. It’s surprising to hear this from an experienced educator- he was a teacher and a headmaster for 30 years or something. I realised where my mum’s relaxed attitude about school came from.

‘There are more dimensions to a person than good grades.’ He said.

He then turn to me and told me I need to find a kind and loving person, who understands me, instead of someone just with good grades. He used my cousin’s ex-husband as an example. ‘Find someone to take care of each other, not someone cold, you won’t be able to handle the cold war. If you find the right person it will be the most precious treasure of your life.’

I agree with everything he said. That was what I’ve been looking for.

It turns out the most precious treasure of my life is a difficult, long search where I’ve been spending all my brain cells and will power. I guess it’s called the most precious for a reason.