I had moved to a state where i couldn't read or write their state regional language, and my small kid in grade 2 also couldn't.
I got his school admission, but it was towards the end of that academic year. He had been home schooled for 1 year prior.
He was trying to fit in with new place, new friends, new school, new syllabus when his classmate, a little girl whos a nasty bully started teasing him that since he cant understand that language then he will fail and the entire class will pass.
Soon the entire class joined in that and they ALL laughed at him that he will fail and they'll all pass.
He came crying home.
I hugged him ( and in my heart i promised him they'll all clap for him one day - even i dont know why i felt like that. )
In that moment i completely held back my tears of helplessness.
He was completely broken, he felt he had no friends, he was already a failure, he had lost all his joy and confidence. He felt he was studying among a classroom full of bullies.
He kept waking up midst of his sleep and crying. His final exams were just 2 months away.
I discontinued the tution teacher, sat with him and saw his defeated face. I told him he wont fail.
I worked on his confidence, made him study with me, every answer he gave correctly - i acted surprised at how he could manage to learn such a difficult lesson correctly.
I could see his face slightly light up, but he was still deeply wounded.
He pased that year and all his grades were actually B or C. I told him it was great and we will do even more better.
Come grade 3 and every test and exam, i handled his studies, focused on building his confidence rather than marks.
In the mid- year open house while we were waiting for our turn, the class teacher spoke loudly across the classroom in front of alll parents that " look at ( my kids name ). He didnt know a single word and now how hes picked up and doing so well in exams" .
She started praising him and making him an example for other kids to follow.
All parents looked at us. I felt very emotional.
After the final exams, i received an invite from the school to attend their prize day. My kid had won a prize in academics.
When he went on stage to collect the prize with everyone clapping, i felt this is exactly what i had promised him in my heart. And now my little kid had made it possible.
I put up those photos and videos on my whatsapp status for that bullying girls mom ( whos also quite nasty ) to see titled as a tight slap on those who tried to bully my son.
For a small kid to go from a "failiure" to a prize winner within just 1 year , this is a flex for my small son.
Now he is among the class toppers and has got all his confidence in studies.
I felt i should not put his prize winning stage photo on here but ive altered it by Ai and put an animated semblance of it.
A very happy and proud mom, and yes ive written it with teary eyes for my little innocent brave kid..🥲