There has been an interesting discussion among parents about getting children to participate in housework. There’s even a more heated argument on whether children should be paid for their chores. According to the Strategic Financial Planning Team in the HSBC Bank, you have to “Expose your children to money: giving your children some financial independence early on, whether through an allowance or by asking them to earn their spending money, can help them learn its value and how to take responsibility. Whether they save or spend, talking about their choices is a good starting point.”
Personally, I choose to allow my children to make their own rota for chores and I also pay them at the end of the week. This is so they will learn good work ethics, be responsible as they grow up and learn from the start that their choices and attitude to life can make them wealthy or poor.

Every mother has experienced losing her child in a big shopping mall during a busy festive season. You don't even know where to start looking for your child. Your body fills with fear, your heart drops as your eyes pierces into every part of the shop. Where are they? where did they go and why didn’t they listen when you told them to stay close? As your retail therapy excitement dwindles, you frantically go up and down the escalators forsaking all shopping desires to find your precious child.

This is exactly how I felt when my children got to the puberty stage and teenage years. I have watched my three children mature. They are not the babies I use to rock to sleep and  toddler who use to wear my make-up and pretend to be me. They're another version of me, confident, intelligent, strong, opinionated. Yet, I know deep inside, they are the same wonderful, kind, bright and bubbly children they've always been.

The moment we were all waiting for finally arrived when mum had her scan done to check the sex of her baby. It was great news when they got to know that it was a girl. As usual, mum was fantasising about buying pink bows and cream dresses to match with the pink tights. Dad, on the other hand, was even more excited because he could see himself cuddling this little cutie in his arms and teaching his little girl how to ride her tricycle. The big day indeed arrived and daddy was the first to set eyes on her and welcomed her into the world with his rich deep voice. This is love at first sight.

I count myself blessed to be a mother because I get to be an accountant, nurse, teacher, chauffeur and even a psychologist, all in one day. I salute mums who also have the privilege of working full time with all the added responsibilities in the home.

School: Is that Mr Ping?

Parent: Yes, speaking.

School: This is the head teacher of your son’s primary school.

Parent: Is everything ok with my son?

Yippee! It’s that time of year again when Christmas carols are resounding in the shops, alleys and temple gates. Christmas lights are already lit in the city centres and Christmas trees have been decked with every beautiful decoration you can think of. In the midst of all this excitement, some parents are under a lot of pressure to be in their kids good books.

He was 12 years old, hyperactive, prone to distraction, and was deemed "difficult" by his teacher. He came home one day and handed a letter written by the school to his mum. His mother’s eyes were tearful as she read the letter out loud to her child. She read: “Your child is a genius and the school is too small for him and doesn’t have enough good teachers to train him.

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