Today seems to be just another usual Monday for all of us at home. Our routine remains the same: wifey prepares breakfast while I prepare Marcus’ uniforms. And when I say prepare it involves ironing his small shirts and pants which I discovered since last week as a task that is more complex than doing the regular adult clothing size. Not to be forgotten, of course, is dealing with the small guy’s resistance—something we have to contend with since the opening of classes.
But heavens must have wanted to reward us for all the sacrifices we continue to make just to send the kid to school.
Marcus and I arrived late which is usually the case on Mondays. We were met, however, with an excited class adviser who told me an unexpected news—Marcus is their class’ top 3 pupil for this quarter. “Top 3?!” I almost exclaimed in front of his restless classmates but I held my composure and was able to fake a bland reply.
“Marcus you made it to top 3, do you know what that means?” I asked him as he takes a seat and as I make my way out. He just smiled and shook his head. Yes, he probably does not understand all about it and he might not even care right now.
Just like any other Mondays, I soon left the room and went straight to the nearby gym but this time I was already pumped up even before I started my usual weight training routine. This Monday’s so usual yet not. Thanks to you Marcus. Good job son, you made us proud.
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Mood: 1/10 Honks! (So this is feels to see a good report card.)
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