Parenting Journey - One thought at a Time

Applying Think Clearly to a Pair of Twins

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-A Twin Story About Intuition, Attention, and Missed Boundaries I applied the ideas I encountered in Think Clearly to my own child in the previous post. This time, I found myself applying the same questions to a different situation-one involving a close friend’s twin children whom I met recently.They are twins, born only a minuteContinueContinue reading “Applying Think Clearly to a Pair of Twins”

Reading Think Clearly Through a Child

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-I Haven’t Finished the Book Yet, but I’ve Already Started Seeing Differently I haven’t finished this book. In fact, I’ve only read a few chapters.But I keep closing it-not because it’s confusing,but because my thoughts keep running ahead of the pages.The English edition is titled Think Clearly:Eight Simple Rules to Succeed in the Data AgeContinueContinue reading “Reading Think Clearly Through a Child”

💡Walk alone, like the horn of a rhinoceros.

This line comes from the Buddhist scripture Sutta Nipāta.In the original text, it is an exhortation to walk one’s path alone—like the single horn of a rhinoceros,undistracted, unattached, and unmoved by comparison. It does not mean isolation. It meansnot being shaken,not measuring oneself against others,and continuing steadily on one’s own path. We are not avoidingContinueContinue reading “💡Walk alone, like the horn of a rhinoceros.”

💡Why I Chose Pilates for Him

I didn’t choose Pilates because of a big decision,or because someone strongly recommended it.One day, a very simple thoughtcame to my mind. “If large muscles move well,and breathing is done properly,it must have a positive effect on the brain.” [1] ____ Notes [1] Brain-derived neurotrophic factor (BDNF): Regular physical activity increases BDNF, a protein thatContinueContinue reading “💡Why I Chose Pilates for Him”

💡My Child Is a Pilates Instructor

– rediscovering confidence through the body Some readers might pause at the title. An instructor? Really? What I mean is this. My child is learning movements that are taught at an instructor-training level. Not because he needs to become one, but because at that level, movement is no longer just about the body. It’s about howContinueContinue reading “💡My Child Is a Pilates Instructor”

💡Not Alone Anymore

There was a time when my child should have been happy, surrounded by family, laughing without worries. Instead, he learned how to endure alone. He never said he was lonely. He never said it was hard. In silence, he grew up faster than his age. Five months have passed since we returned home. Now, hisContinueContinue reading “💡Not Alone Anymore”

💡When Effort Wasn’t the Problem

As my child moved up a grade, I found myself saying something familiar.“Maybe it’s time to really sit down and study properly.” That idea became our justification for choosing a British-based school.We moved again. We changed environments again.I told myself it was about building study habits.About focus.About discipline.But the truth was simpler —my child hadContinueContinue reading “💡When Effort Wasn’t the Problem”

💡What I Learned the Hard Way About “Good Education”

I no longer believe that good education can be chosen in advance. Not by country. Not by curriculum. Not by the philosophy written neatly on a school website. I used to believe it could. Experience taught me otherwise. What I learned did not come quickly. It came slowly, through discomfort, mistakes, and quiet regret. OnlyContinueContinue reading “💡What I Learned the Hard Way About “Good Education””

💡Why We Chose Malaysia — And What I Didn’t Expect

I spent my twenties in the United States. During college, the most difficult part for me was always writing essays. Critical thinking. That phrase followed me everywhere. But for someone raised in a system built on memorization and multiple-choice exams, critical thinking was not a familiar skill — it was a foreign language. Years later,ContinueContinue reading “💡Why We Chose Malaysia — And What I Didn’t Expect”

💡Looking Back: Who We Were

For a long time, I was a mother living with constant anxiety. Our family was physically divided — living between Korea and Malaysia — each of us trying to survive in our own way. I chose early overseas education for my child in the name of “global education.” But looking back now, I can admitContinueContinue reading “💡Looking Back: Who We Were”