“Ash! Go and do your Kumon! NOW!”
She regretted agreeing to take that class.
At the very sound of it, her expression would do a 180 degree turn.
Anything and everything would simply annoy her.
“Ash! KUMON! NOW!”
She grudgingly went and grabbed it out.
The worksheets were filled of questions regarding
Multiplications & Divisions.
At first, she simply stared at it.
Or more like, glared at it.
“This is so unfair!” she thought out loud,
“Why am I the only one who has to do this?!
My friends don’t have to go through this misery.
So why do I then?”
Suddenly, her mom shouted,
“Stop daydreaming!
The work isn’t gonna be done with you just staring at it.”
“I don’t know how to do this!” she exclaimed.
Shocked, her mom asked, “How can you not know how to do this?
It’s just knowing your times table!”
Annoyed, she cried out,
“I don’t know it! I don’t know it! I don’t know it!”
Little did the girl know,
shouting out loud at her mother was a big mistake!
“FINE! Then go to the corner
and memorize your times table until it’s stuck in your head!
I don’t want to hear anymore complains from you!
Now,GO!”
Teary-eyed, the little girl obediently did as she was told.
She stared at the poster displaying the Multiplications Table.
She counted the columns. There were 12 of them.
Each containing the multiplications of 1 to 12.
She stayed at her spot for-what felt like hours, but probably wasn’t-a while.
Doing her best to memorize them all.
Soon enough, she began to feel her eyes beginning to droop.
She was starting to feel like falling asleep.
Right at her little corner.
Her mom seem to have noticed that,
and told her to take a break and get ready for bed.
Relief swept through the little girl’s mind.
She had never been more grateful to be told to go to sleep.
It felt like a gift from Heaven!
That night, she curled up in her bed and slept soundly.
Feeling exceptionally grateful to her mother.
In the middle of the night,
the little girl tossed and turned in her sleep.
Her mother, worried and wondering as to what’s wrong,
got out of bed to check up on her.
It was right at that moment that she distinctly heard her child exclaimed in her sleep,
“Mommy! I know it already! I know it already!”
She went back to her bed, feeling guilty.
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