One more day to go and den it will be back to mugging and late nites, which will moz prob be carried out at Mdm Fard’s abod for 10 days before attacking dat darn sastera paper. By da way, where da fard is Mdm Fard? She’s been MIAing.
And tell me, after 2 whole months of lessons plans and powerpoints and kids, where to do you find da ability to tune back into dat sastera-mugging mode? Its like da impossible kan? So envy my EMS frenz whose holidays start exactly after tomoro’s school hours end, coz dey aint got no need to mug no more.
Sianness to da max. After writing 25 pages of craps, at least let us off lah. But tinking again, mayb da exam is dere, coz she’s so darn sure dat moz of us were gonna gif her crap in xchange for da sastera essay dat she asked for. But isnt it betta wif juz an exam and no crap essay. I dont see how dat crap essay helps coz it’s surely was crap for me.
At laz da laz of all observations done today. No circumstances could haf postponed it any further rite? Did quite okay, I would say. Da kids were responsive and dey liked da powerpoint I prepared and da fact dat I brought a globe to class. I tink dat scored points as well wif da CT.
Da same couldnt be said for da 2nd laz observation wif p2s on Tuesday, inspite dat I prepared a wonderful and colorful ppt dat took da whole day to prepare. I would blame da Assembly at school. Dis Tuesday’s particular assembly was on Friendship Day and although I dont see any connection between Friendship Day and da land of Thailand, da main focus of da Assembly was entirely on Thailand. Da teachers were acting and singing, all dose Thai songs and words.
Well, it took like more den 1 period away from my p2s class. I started late but I carried on anywae. I tried out a new classroom coz da old one got no comp, so da kids were sitting as dey please wif their bez frens, catching up wif old times like nobodi’s business. Den after all da singing and clapping and shouting during Assembly certainly did drain da kids out. All were so lembik dan tak bermaya. Dey were resting their heads on da table and several even asked me, “Cikgu, saya lapar!”. Dalam hati onli I can answer, “Abih awak nak suruh saya buat apa? Lepaskan awak pegi recess?”. Kesian pon ada jugak. I know dat all dey could tink about is their recess time rite after my class but too bad lah kids, you all had to choose dis very day to become restless and all lembik.
Im gonna miz dem. All of dem, even da irritating ones. And I mean da p2s. As for da p5s, Im not even planning to inform dem. I would imagine dem yahooing in joy next Monday morning after learning dat Im no more torturing dem, shouting to dem every single day to be respectful of oders and stop being rude. I would certainly miss a few sweet ones and by sweet, I mean dose non-rude students or students who who were not born wif a toilet bowl in place of deir mouth. Dese kids, dey dont know how to diffentiate a classroom environment and otherwise. Sometimes deir words can make my tocang stand up stret and make me so mad.
Like today, I showed dem a picture of an Indian lady, and I asked who is dis. Da answer I was expecting was “Orang India” but noooooo…..dey actuali had da cheek to answer me “Orang Ke…g”. Eh eh terperanjat sekejap. Oklah da 1st time dey said dat, I actuali patiently and so softly asked dem no to mention dat word again and gave dem da reason but some reali insolent ones, had to repeatedly say dat word over and over again. Nasib baik si CT tu at da back, if not I tell u, tell all sure kena from me, left to right!
Juz one more day of deir nonsense and Im out of dere. Bye bye little ones (and you imps!).
Isnt it scary to see da passion to impart knowledge dim out?
