someday maybe

had a conversation with one of my kids today...

boy: miss kam, maths is so hard! what was your worst subject? or your best subject?
me: er i don't know... i got all As in primary schcool
boy: so good! what school you go?
me: oh i went to this school, same as you
boy: har. then what secondary school you go
me: raffles
boy: then after that?
me: also raffles
boy: but then raffles is the very good that one right?
me: mhm
boy: so good one, i sure cannot go
me: it never hurts to try right?
boy: cannot one lah, all my subjects so lousy.


i was mulling over this convo on the way home today - wish that i could've told him that his worth isn't in his grades or in what school he gets into... wish i could've told him that his worth comes from his creator - and that his creator loves him, that he isn't a mistake even if he's failing school, that he is made for something great. after all, i never believed i would amount to anything even though i got all straight As and went to good schools.

honestly... only Jesus matters...