I'm like a person who has lived in the palace for a long time. I don't know the real world. I've only read about it but have never really seen it. That's why i'm slightly disturbed after the tuition session.
My student, I have to admit, is slightly disabled. I have to give kudos to her for being hardworking and eager to learn. During the entire session, I threaded consciously and with much care. I didn't want her to sense any pity emnating from me. Just wanted to treat her as a normal individual. I must say that drained me mentally. I gladly accepted it when her mom asked me to teach her social studies even though I'm not required to . Guess I'll just do whatever I can to help her. She seemed stressed out.
I shall step out of the palace more often before I enter university.