I took Arthur to have the maths class this afternoon. He has been fit for the life of student. The teacher said he is the youngest student in the center, and he never goes to the kindergarten. He does as well as another elder students.

I remember I was nervous and worried that whether he could be fit for his class, whether he likes this teacher, whether he is scared, whether he will sit on his chair for one and a half hours. But now, after about two months, I can wait for him without worrying and do my homework.

The teacher praised him because he can catch what his teacher said and understood all of the content. I am proud of him.