在一个女性培训班,有人说出自己的处境,其他人纷纷附和,跟着倒出苦水:我每天跟时间赛跑,早上赶7点半前乘车送小孩,傍晚下班后又赶紧乘车去接小孩,我的心,每天都飘在忙乱的车阵中。我知道办心室和家里不一样,坦我没办法控制。在办公室想哭,回家想骂人,每天都觉得好累。对我来说,办公室还好,真正让我头璃的反而是下班,我知道,有另一个 In a women’s training class, someone said their situation, others have echoed, followed by pour bitter water: I race against time every day in the morning to catch children by car before 7:30 in the evening after work rush to pick up the children My heart drifts in the hectic array every day. I know that to do ventricle and home is not the same, let me no way to control. Want to cry in the office, go home want to curse, feel tired every day. For me, the office is ok, the real thing is to get my head off, I know, there’s another