FRIDAY, AUGUST 07, 2009
A month...a miracle?? It was an abrupt request, which directly involved the matter of challenge, trust and future. I have no choice but to accept it, with the dumbstruck look on my face.Honestly, i am not very sure of what i should do because there is only little time left...The current schedule has already stressed me out for it reaches 40+ periods; and the piles of workbooks started piling up consecutively. Although my GPK has promised to drop one of my English classes(only for few weeks, i believe)in exchange for the request, i still need to pay it for a very high price.The trust.Easily said, but just how many of us truly decipher the essence behind it? Trust, alike respect is to be built, bloomed and blossomed in every possible manner. Once it was breached, there is unlikely a second chance to mend it again. Figuratively, i think trust is something we should be worldly serious, commited and cherished with a bouyant shades of respect.Some people told me that it was akin a challenge, which later might be a peak in my early career. The positive part of me quickly accepted this point, for i did thought the same as i walked (a bit light-headed, for i was so shocked) out from my GB's room. Yet, the conscious-bubbling worry symptoms are so overwhelming for i am a little clueless of their competence level. Are they really the 'hopeless' case? Would they react differently towards this 'alien' language if i take over their lessons starting next week? Would there be any promising difference which will assure me that they could do a ''passable'' paper?? I...honestly...am...worrried...sick.....for...what... i....can...do....in....A....MONTH... .Posted by ~HiMaWaRi~ at 10:31 AM 1 comments ______________________________________________________________________________________________________________ FRIDAY, AUGUST 01, 2008 Skip!Run!Jump!Fly! Sitting around will get you no where.. Half a year has witnessed the novice teacher strive her way to mold and shape the kiddo's in the school. It is an uphill task for the teacher has no teaching experience to drill the crucial year 6 for their UPSR paper. Not to mention the target, hope and mission that the KJ unselfishly shared with us in the late-3-hours meeting. There are bittersweet times, where silents tears are shed in private. It is hard to endure a living without a strong pillar of support- self, colleague,family and the community. I swallowed the temptation to sit and do nothing; to get a breath of new air and surrounding. I miss the 'within-a- walking distance library which i could go and treasure hunt for new books for a FREE reading! i miss the secret-recipe cheesecake and its aromatic Cappuccino. i miss the sweet fragrantly smell of fresh flowers on my workdesk. And i miss the old me. Carefree, innocent and think that the whole world is kind and happy. I skip! I run! I jump! But i could not fly......from the real world. The lamentation of a novice teacher...who is ME. Posted by ~HiMaWaRi~ at 5:30 PM 2 comments |
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