A farmer

It has been two years since my family moved intoour currentcommunity. Therewere morehard timesthan happy momentsduringour stay in this apartment. Of course, that is not the reason why I decided to move:my two-year contract willfinished next January, soI signed on for anothertwo-year contractto a new apartment located nearby.When we chosemy current house, the main things that we’d consideredwerethe educationalenvironment for my children andaccessibility to my previous workplace. This community is known foritsabundance of variousprivate academies, highest rent and living cost in Seoul. Recently, the rent fee in this areahas continued to skyrocket. There is no reason that I should stick to this community anymore: I've got transferredtoNorth last March and I'd like to escape from this pretty competitive, even hostile atmosphere of education.

My elder sister told me that I showed awish-washy attitudetowards my eldest son. She said that it doesn'tmatch withmy usualdecisive manner. Iagreed with her.My husband and I seriously thought about sending himto Britainlast summer. However, it was not easy to decide. I know very well why she gave me that bitter comment.It may have appeared as if we are indifferent parents.Actually, I don't know where the line is. I am still confusedabout it.I cannot be thetypical enthusiastic mom in theGangnam areaand I don't want to be.

J,I watched again the Ken Robinson's video today. He saidthat education islike agriculture. It is not a process for makingfast-food standardized.He pointed outthe social atmosphere taken to be granted to linearity. While watching it, I thought about the parent's role.I told you it’s easier said than done. He seems to have a talent to convey his ideas in an easily understoodand witty way. He is quite right. I just differ from him in dividing people into two groups. Humans are not so simple and shouldn't be divided exactly. Parents might be like a farmer who is continuously nourishing the plants right time.In the current Korean educational atmosphere, my son, my husband and I are far away from the standardized model.My husbandwas used to comforting meby saying thatmy sonneedsmore time to realize what he loves and he truly wants to become. I hope my family relationship will be fairly solidin the new house next year.