The other day when I was coaching Ivan with his home work, (They are tons of them, sometimes we finished hw at 11pm, CARZY!) he got frustrated with me correcting his mistake in Chinese Characters, he threw his pencil, and said,
“You just throw me to the rubbish la.”
“Huh?” I got so stunned, gosh!!! (He must have picked up what I said about throwing him to the smelly rubbish dump if he is naughty.)
This is not the first one, there are more…in the car, while talking, he got upset with me and bla out something like this,
“You just throw me outside la and the cars will langgar me.” -”bite fingers.“
“I hope you are joking, I care for you that’s why I tell you all this. If you are not my son, I don’t think I will care. Like those dogs outside, nobody care for them, no food, no milk, no home, no toys, no mummies, do you want that to happen to you?”
““No”, he replied.
”You are joking right?” I asked him again.
“Yes, I am joking”, with a frown.
