79 The Problem of Education 3 (1/2)

Lin Kang then stood up and left the table, not giving Mrs. Lin or Xiu Ling the opportunity to rope him into a discussion. Then again, there was nothing they could have said to change his mind anyway. For Lin Kang, after his mind was made up and there was no changing it.

Mrs. Lin did not know what his son was up to but she had confidence that he would eventually see the error of his ways. Perhaps attending the class himself would remind him the joy he once had taking them and more importantly, reminded him how important they were in giving him an early advantage in his life. Therefore, Mrs. Lin did not mind Lin Kang's decision.

Xiu Ling, on the other hand, also could see the reasoning behind Lin Kang's decision. After all, the man had a point. There was no better way to get to know something's worth than to experience it personally. As mentioned earlier, Xiu Ling did not attend these classes in her childhood and it was only based on her own assumption that they would be good for Lin Xi's future. If she could attend them and judge their worth, value and effect personally, then she was all for it.

Mrs. Lin did not find it offensive or out of the ordinary that Lin Kang did not include her in the family activity. This was because she was not a swimmer. It was not because the elder woman was afraid of water per se but she simply did not pick up the skill of swimming and she was not looking to start any time soon.

That was what Xiu Ling thought as well.

However, if one think about it closer, Lin Kang could have easily found a class that could involve Mrs. Lin but he did not. So why was that?

Was it because of his hidden preference towards swimming? Was it because he thought swimming was a good skill for Lin Xi to have? Was it because he wanted to have some more precious time with his family? Or was it because he wanted more opportunities to get close to Xiu Ling?

This was a question that only the man could provide the answer to.

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The sun was shining brightly and its ray glittered generously on the surface of the pool. The water was as blue as the shade of watercolor, something that was only possible at the pool because natural water did not come in this azure shade. The water itself was clear so the brilliant blue came more from the walls and floor of the pool rather than the water itself.

The pool was large and separated into two sections, one for adults to do laps and a smaller quartered off corner for children and kids to waddle in.

The larger pool was empty but the kiddie pool was filled with the cheers and laughter of toddlers and children. It was the day for the swimming class for groups and families.

Pairs of fathers and mothers were either inside the pool working with their coaches to teach their children to swim or racing down the poolside to catch up to their children who were rowdy and excited.