Watch the bowl, then pour water

  Every time my father comes to Seoul, my sister and I will pick him up at the airport. On the way to accompany my father to his home in Yeouido, we will report to him the latest situation, just like holding a simple press conference.
  To stay at his daughter’s house for a few days, the father probably wants to know the situation in advance, so he likes to chat with us in the car.
  After my sister had finished speaking first, I began to talk about the recent troubles. I complained that my son is already a middle school student. I hoped that he could take extracurricular classes well, but he would never go to more than one place a day, which made me very angry.
  ”He has to sleep for a while after school, eat some snacks and then go to extracurricular classes. Since he has gone, he has learned English and mathematics so well, but he said that he can only take one subject a day. No matter how I persuade him, can it? Is it puberty?”
  Father just listened quietly.
  ”I can’t force him. When he was in the lower grades of elementary school, he didn’t want to do the papers. I forced him to do it. But on the third day, he said that he hated this kind of repeated practice and couldn’t learn it. I said I have already paid for a month, so let’s study for a month, but when he did the question, he actually vomited. This kid really can’t force it. His age is exactly when he should study hard…” He
  kept listening to me in silence. The father suddenly said: “Isn’t it just the first grade?”
  ”The bowl of junior high school students is only so big, but you want to pour water into it like a waterfall. Can he hold it?”
  The meaning of this sentence, I got it right away. The bowl is small, but the water pipe is twisted to pour water in, and the water can only flow out.
  ”During adolescence, the bowl is very small. If you fill too much all at once, it will only leak.”
  My father also said: “If you try to pour water, some bowls will break.” This sentence deeply moved. I.
  When talking about other things, my father often speaks concisely and concisely, but as long as he talks about the child, he always listens more carefully than usual, and he must talk about it until I understand it.
  From what my father said, you can imagine how many times he waited and endured during the process of raising us. I also understand that my father has been silently watching me, who is clumsy. He knows that my bowl is small and needs to wait.