second day of exam. first paper of the day would be english for both forms; form 1 and 2. gotta admit i'm more nervous than my students for the exam. i did solat hajat the other day praying that they'll do well. sometimes i think karma is a really powerful force. i used to make fun of my teachers at school when they said that they were more worried than the students bout exams. i thought they were just saying that to make us feel guilty in which we never did..;p
i've taught them everything that will come out in the exam but still i was worried as hell. what if they forgot? what if they lost the notes i photocopied for them? what if they didn't study at all? what if they failed?? would that mean that i failed as a teacher as well?? oh my gosh. now i'm terrified!
an hour before the exam, i went out of the staffroom to the library to see puan rokiah to book the library for next tuesday for my 1G class. i planned to make them do a little bit of independent learning and find info about the school for their sivic project. unfortunately the library was closed. on the way back i bumped into acap, afiq, musa, and ikmal from 1C. get this: they were studying my notes together. thank god for that. god bless you for not losing the notes or throwing them away or recycling them into paper planes :)
the first thing they asked me was "cikgu, nk soalan bocor!" i laughed and told them that the notes in their hands were the 'soalan bocor'. just read your notes and you'll be fine. so i quizzed them orally a bit on articles, prepositions and nouns and finally of bunga telur and bally shoes. acap answered every question right. afiq came in second with musa and ikmal following behind. we had a good laugh seeing musa got confused between jamal or jamil. haha so sweet! we were then joined by kamarul who insisted that i looked down to the ground floor to see syafiq on a date with his girlfriend from 1A. the guys then started to whistle and you can see that syafiq was trying very unsuccessfully to maintain his machismo. it was hilarious. then they asked me to treat them for mcd if they got A for english and i was like "ooh i'm late already i've to go to the staffroom now." LOL..i luv these guys so much!
later i went into their class to monitor them for 'Pend. Islam/Pend. Moral' paper. both papers were easy! still they were struggling so hard. gayathry and sim yee kept asking me to explain some words in the paper. their malay vocab was so bad! they've no idea what 'sopan santun' and 'amanah' mean! the malays also asked the answers from me. seriously guys cant you even remember saidina abu bakar's nickname?? what are you, standard one?? haaaiish...
after the exam, they told me that the english paper was difficult especially the last section on short story. this is not good. this is so not good. i've just finished marking 1F's english paper and get this: only three of them passed. huhu. what to do? i felt so sad for them especially for firdaus and shahrin who kept asking me whether they passed or not. i just smiled and said i'll returned the paper next week. i talked about it with kak azah and kak noraini and they comforted me by saying that it was great that three actually passed. kak noraini then said she just marked 1F's maths paper and none of them passed. still i was no way near relief. i still feel bad about it. everyday i tried to make learning english an enjoyable experience for them like games and stuff but still it feels like it was never enough. i'm at a dead end. how can i face their disappointed faces next week when i returned the paper? urrggghh..depression..depression..
Friday, July 17, 2009
Wednesday, July 15, 2009
one-of-a-kind.
14/07/09 - exam week. yippie! exam week equals to no lesson plan. hoho! i'm actually enjoying this. i'm such a bad teacher. that's why my karma boomerang is coming back to me at full speed. and worse i never knew how to play boomerang in the first place so running away is out of the question. my pathetic karma would be that in exam week, instead of being in their best behaviours, the students are at their worst. haish...naseb2...
my first stop is 1G. in any other day, i'm teaching them sivic in that period but for the exam i'm monitoring them for BM paper. surprise, surprise! when i gave them the paper, simultaneously Hock Leong and the gang pushed aside the question papers and took out their comics and began reading and talking and laughing. ALOUD. i mean hello?? this is an exam remember?? so i 'confiscated' their comics and separated all three of them so they wont be able to talk to one another with one sitting at the back, one at the front and one at the center of the class. but guess what? it got worse. they still talked! even with all the distance between. with louder voice of course. so i decided to do the reverse psychology thingy..;p
i went to Hock Leong and asked him why didn't he answer the questions and he replied that he had no foolscap paper to write his answers on. so i walked around the class asking other students to lend him a piece of paper. he just stared at me like i had grew on two noses all of a sudden. i gave him the paper and he just stared at me. i take it he's making sure that i wasn't making fun of him. so i asked him, "now can you answer the questions?" to my relief, he slowly opened his bag and took out his pen and began writing. until the end of class. the rest of the gang too began answering the questions. well you know what they say; if you want to destroy a whole colony of ants, destroy the Queen first. hoho!
and then the funniest thing happened. after 30 mins of exam, Rawi raised his hand. i went up to him and he asked me," Cikgu, ini ujian sivik ke bahasa melayu?" and i was stunned. i turned to look at the board and there i wrote 'BAHASA MELAYU: 1.40-2.40' so i answered him,"Bahasa Melayu lah." then all of a sudden, the rest of the students in the class started whispering to one another,"Bahasa Melayu laa.." and that's when i realized what's happening. they thought that it was sivic paper since i was the one who monitored them! i mean just because i'm teaching you sivic it doesn't mean that i'll be monitoring you for sivic as well. for god's sake the questions asked you to do a ringkasan, and then soalan pemahaman and the last part is tatabahasa. now tell me how can that be sivic my dear students??? huhu..and why is it you dont memorize your exam timetables?? i'm gettin a headache with all this...
next stop..1C. i was really hoping it'll be better because i saw them all quiet and nice with the previous teacher, kak aliniey. but when i entered i actually saw them grinning ear-to-ear. what happened next is history. they began talking and discussing the answers right under my nose. they even walked to each others' seats to copy the answers! and this is 1C i'm talking about. so i asked them,"knp ngan cikgu aliniey awk diam ngan saya awk bising?" they replied,"sebab cikgu baaaikkkk..." huh! baik yer? nanti korg..so i smiled and told them that they can do whatever they want but that they have to send in their answer sheets to bilik pk ptg themselves coz i dont want to have anything to do with great talkers. they still talked after that but not so much anymore. well that's better than nothing rite?
in 1F, a one-hour paper turned into a five-minute paper. they all finished answering in like 5 mins. mostly they just circled the answers as they like without reading them. and after they sent in the papers, it's fun time! they began shuffling in the class and even worse packed up their bags and left. it was no way near the last bell. haish..wo hen lei..wo zenmeyang??
so this is how the students do their exams in smksi. at least that's what kak azah told me in the staffroom. i never thought i would live to see this. hoho! dear students, you are definitely one-of-a-kind! ;p
my first stop is 1G. in any other day, i'm teaching them sivic in that period but for the exam i'm monitoring them for BM paper. surprise, surprise! when i gave them the paper, simultaneously Hock Leong and the gang pushed aside the question papers and took out their comics and began reading and talking and laughing. ALOUD. i mean hello?? this is an exam remember?? so i 'confiscated' their comics and separated all three of them so they wont be able to talk to one another with one sitting at the back, one at the front and one at the center of the class. but guess what? it got worse. they still talked! even with all the distance between. with louder voice of course. so i decided to do the reverse psychology thingy..;p
i went to Hock Leong and asked him why didn't he answer the questions and he replied that he had no foolscap paper to write his answers on. so i walked around the class asking other students to lend him a piece of paper. he just stared at me like i had grew on two noses all of a sudden. i gave him the paper and he just stared at me. i take it he's making sure that i wasn't making fun of him. so i asked him, "now can you answer the questions?" to my relief, he slowly opened his bag and took out his pen and began writing. until the end of class. the rest of the gang too began answering the questions. well you know what they say; if you want to destroy a whole colony of ants, destroy the Queen first. hoho!
and then the funniest thing happened. after 30 mins of exam, Rawi raised his hand. i went up to him and he asked me," Cikgu, ini ujian sivik ke bahasa melayu?" and i was stunned. i turned to look at the board and there i wrote 'BAHASA MELAYU: 1.40-2.40' so i answered him,"Bahasa Melayu lah." then all of a sudden, the rest of the students in the class started whispering to one another,"Bahasa Melayu laa.." and that's when i realized what's happening. they thought that it was sivic paper since i was the one who monitored them! i mean just because i'm teaching you sivic it doesn't mean that i'll be monitoring you for sivic as well. for god's sake the questions asked you to do a ringkasan, and then soalan pemahaman and the last part is tatabahasa. now tell me how can that be sivic my dear students??? huhu..and why is it you dont memorize your exam timetables?? i'm gettin a headache with all this...
next stop..1C. i was really hoping it'll be better because i saw them all quiet and nice with the previous teacher, kak aliniey. but when i entered i actually saw them grinning ear-to-ear. what happened next is history. they began talking and discussing the answers right under my nose. they even walked to each others' seats to copy the answers! and this is 1C i'm talking about. so i asked them,"knp ngan cikgu aliniey awk diam ngan saya awk bising?" they replied,"sebab cikgu baaaikkkk..." huh! baik yer? nanti korg..so i smiled and told them that they can do whatever they want but that they have to send in their answer sheets to bilik pk ptg themselves coz i dont want to have anything to do with great talkers. they still talked after that but not so much anymore. well that's better than nothing rite?
in 1F, a one-hour paper turned into a five-minute paper. they all finished answering in like 5 mins. mostly they just circled the answers as they like without reading them. and after they sent in the papers, it's fun time! they began shuffling in the class and even worse packed up their bags and left. it was no way near the last bell. haish..wo hen lei..wo zenmeyang??
so this is how the students do their exams in smksi. at least that's what kak azah told me in the staffroom. i never thought i would live to see this. hoho! dear students, you are definitely one-of-a-kind! ;p
first visit. might be the last..;p
09/07/09 - like any other thursdays, i came to school totally early to avoid the traffic jams. i signed the attendance without looking at the time. i walked to the staffroom without a glance back mostly because i was always afraid someone actually noticed that i never looked at the time. yep it feels like any other thursdays. except that it's not...
today my supervisor is coming for a visit in which in his sms he mentioned nonchalantly (yeah right!) that it might be graded. the horrible part is that today is thursday and thursday means a confrontation with the not-so-lil' rascals of 1F. of all the days, he had to pick thursday. go figure.
so after i got to the staffroom, i began executing by plan to save the day. i rushed to 1F and had to wait for a good 15 minutes before i can enter the class. darn! i forgot that they shared classes with the morning session's students. when the class was empty, i began sweeping and arranging the desks and collecting all the rubbish on the floor. i must've looked like an idiot sweating myself cleaning a class for i can see some students from other classes smirking at me. excuse me for trying to save my ass..muahahahaha...
after that i rushed to the meeting room. haha guess what? i'm late!!! i can see nuar, niza and ika already took their seats. it's not a nice feeling to become the last trainee teacher to arrive in a meeting. trust me. but then again..who cares anyway? my supervisor is coming! aiyo! to observe me in 1F no less! double aiyo!! after the meeting i rushed (again!) to find my students in 1F and reminded them to behave themselves..erm i'm not even sure they know what behave means. haha!
the moment dr izaham came i was already breathless from all the errand. talk about exhausted. i brought him to 1F and for the first 10 minutes it felt like heaven. 1F ACTUALLY BEHAVED! who would've thought rite? but like my mom always said..wait till the end to know the result. for me, i dont have to wait till the end for after 10 minutes of bliss, the class turned to a complete chaos.
you might not believe this but there was actually a GANG FIGHT! all of a sudden, about 10 form 2 students came barging into my class, shouting and yelling and swearing blatantly like i wasn't even there. or worse like dr izaham wasn't there. one of my students was wounded and he was bleeding. guess the faculty forgot to give us a course on 'How To Not Run When Your Students Fight And Your Supervisor Is Terrified'. it lasted about 20 minutes and officially ruined my supposedly flawless lesson plan. i had to chase the bullies out of my class and calmed my student who was now crying nonstop. and yeah while teaching all at the same time. yep i'm a super rookie all rite. huhu..
this is what dr izaham told me after the class ended,"This is so far the worst observation i have ever made in my entire life as a lecturer supervising a trainee teacher" sekian terima kasih..muahahahaha..luckily he added,"i meant the students not you.." phew..and then he kept on blabbing "why did the school gave you this class? why are the students so big? why are they so disrespectful? yada yada yada.." at the end he said,"i never want to observe you in this class anymore. i was TERRIFIED!" heeeeeeeeee...sorry sir my students terrified you. the thing is, each passing day the students would do things more bizarre than the day before that. but what they dont realize is that even the most bizarre thing in the world, if you see it everyday, it becomes nothing. so my dear students, if that's the way you want it, THEN LET THE GAMES BEGIN! LET'S BRING IT ON! ;p
oh yeah dr izaham said he would definitely NOT gonna grade this observation. yeay for me! and yeah i also thanked him for the gift he bought in Barcelona for me. tho tweeeet! ;p
today my supervisor is coming for a visit in which in his sms he mentioned nonchalantly (yeah right!) that it might be graded. the horrible part is that today is thursday and thursday means a confrontation with the not-so-lil' rascals of 1F. of all the days, he had to pick thursday. go figure.
so after i got to the staffroom, i began executing by plan to save the day. i rushed to 1F and had to wait for a good 15 minutes before i can enter the class. darn! i forgot that they shared classes with the morning session's students. when the class was empty, i began sweeping and arranging the desks and collecting all the rubbish on the floor. i must've looked like an idiot sweating myself cleaning a class for i can see some students from other classes smirking at me. excuse me for trying to save my ass..muahahahaha...
after that i rushed to the meeting room. haha guess what? i'm late!!! i can see nuar, niza and ika already took their seats. it's not a nice feeling to become the last trainee teacher to arrive in a meeting. trust me. but then again..who cares anyway? my supervisor is coming! aiyo! to observe me in 1F no less! double aiyo!! after the meeting i rushed (again!) to find my students in 1F and reminded them to behave themselves..erm i'm not even sure they know what behave means. haha!
the moment dr izaham came i was already breathless from all the errand. talk about exhausted. i brought him to 1F and for the first 10 minutes it felt like heaven. 1F ACTUALLY BEHAVED! who would've thought rite? but like my mom always said..wait till the end to know the result. for me, i dont have to wait till the end for after 10 minutes of bliss, the class turned to a complete chaos.
you might not believe this but there was actually a GANG FIGHT! all of a sudden, about 10 form 2 students came barging into my class, shouting and yelling and swearing blatantly like i wasn't even there. or worse like dr izaham wasn't there. one of my students was wounded and he was bleeding. guess the faculty forgot to give us a course on 'How To Not Run When Your Students Fight And Your Supervisor Is Terrified'. it lasted about 20 minutes and officially ruined my supposedly flawless lesson plan. i had to chase the bullies out of my class and calmed my student who was now crying nonstop. and yeah while teaching all at the same time. yep i'm a super rookie all rite. huhu..
this is what dr izaham told me after the class ended,"This is so far the worst observation i have ever made in my entire life as a lecturer supervising a trainee teacher" sekian terima kasih..muahahahaha..luckily he added,"i meant the students not you.." phew..and then he kept on blabbing "why did the school gave you this class? why are the students so big? why are they so disrespectful? yada yada yada.." at the end he said,"i never want to observe you in this class anymore. i was TERRIFIED!" heeeeeeeeee...sorry sir my students terrified you. the thing is, each passing day the students would do things more bizarre than the day before that. but what they dont realize is that even the most bizarre thing in the world, if you see it everyday, it becomes nothing. so my dear students, if that's the way you want it, THEN LET THE GAMES BEGIN! LET'S BRING IT ON! ;p
oh yeah dr izaham said he would definitely NOT gonna grade this observation. yeay for me! and yeah i also thanked him for the gift he bought in Barcelona for me. tho tweeeet! ;p
Thursday, July 2, 2009
another day.
had a relief for 2F today since kak najwa had a meeting. subject: science. hoho..never been good at it. the students kept asking me not only science questions but maths and general knowledge as well. darn! of all the subjects i'm good at, they actually gave me science. this might as well be a conspiracy from the school to test my survival skills just like when they gave me 1F.
anyway, i managed to gebang (a word i learned from 1F's Firdaus which means to lie..heee..) which by the way is an impromptu act of unplanned scheme to save my face. i mean how am i supposed to remember which plants are monocotyledon or dicotyledon or something? i'm not even sure i can spell them right either. hahah!!
so my shoulder angel or demon (whichever it was at that time) whispered to me then and there "change the topic, effa, and dont make it obvious!"
so we ended up playing riddles instead. "Cikgu, apa bende yg akan naik je tp takkan turun2?" alkisah bertanyalah pelajar bernama meor kpd aku yg memang fail bab teka-teki nih. dgn penoh konfiden aku jawab.."Oh saya tau tu..dh penah jawab dulu. jap eh saya nk ingat balik.." And again i cheat! muahahahaha! i asked his clasmates and they mouthed at me "Age, teacher, age!" LOL..poor meor...;p
and then came nithia..with her maths problem. aiyak! double aiyak!! kak najwa is nowhere in sight and she's coming nearer and nearer..dub dab dub dab. i just knew it'll come to this. with nithia, you cant just change the topic. she'll make you wish you'd studied harder during school. haish..luckily, i must've done some good lately for i managed to get the answer! (with only like five attempts)..but still..heee..
then i entered the most 'anticipated' 1F..i was early as usual and kak azah was still in the class. surprisingly, all of them were writing. WRITING! with 1F that's a miracle. so i asked firdaus later on "Why is it that when i'm teaching you guys dont behave like that?" He told me matter-of-factly.."Cikgu azah ni baik. kami buat ape2 pon x pe. nak men bola ke, nk wat bising ke..sume bole. sbb tu kitorg suker. klo teacher len la..garang sangat!" Aku garang? aku?? garang??? hoho..tapi ntah knp senyumku smkin melebar. garang jugak aku upanyer..hahah padan muke korang..
i met a new student in 1F. her name is Ong Re Teng. i checked my record book and guess what? she wasn't so new after all. her name was there all along. its just that ever since i taught this class, she has been absent. i asked her where has she been and she just kept quiet. i noticed that all the chinese males are very protective of her. she seemed very quiet and reserved unlike the rest of the girls in the class. maybe i better put on my nancy drew traits and investigate..(ciri2 cikgu busybody..;p)
with 1C its a different story. when i entered their class for the last period, kata mereka.."Cikgu ni baek sangat la sbb tu dorang wat bising.." Tak kurang juga yg backup aku.."Korang ni dh dapat cikgu baik pon buat perangai lagi.." heheh..thanks afiq. tp thanks tu x bertahan lame sbb lepas tuh dia pulak yg wat bising. cett! kuang asam punyer student. mati2 aku terharu dibuatnyer. i was supposed to teach them 'The Lake Isle of Innisfree' but my set induction went straight into the drain. i was supposed to only remind them about their oral test next week but guess what i ended up doing? oral test!! aku pulak yg kne wat oral test depan dorg. nk suh wat demo la konon2nyer..dekat 20 mins lak tuh..huh! sabar effa, sabar..
last but not least, the incident at the surau during asar prayer really makes it into a cherry on top of a cake. i had miscalculated the time and ended up praying during the boys' time for asar prayer. i went in the surau for a good few minutes before them when all of a sudden, i heard my 1C's boys approaching.."Eh ni kasut cikgu huzaifah ni. (i still cant believe you guys remember my shoes and its not like i wear the same shoes everyday..kids can be so scary sometimes!) even worse then..musa called.."Cikguuuu!!!! cikgu ade kat dalam ker?" talk about discretion people! now the whole surau knew what shoes i wear..haish..
i wonder what tomorrow has in store for me. keep my fingers crossed..
p.s cikgu nuar cakap x elok ngumpat students sendiri. maybe i should send in my name for the chutzpah award next year.
anyway, i managed to gebang (a word i learned from 1F's Firdaus which means to lie..heee..) which by the way is an impromptu act of unplanned scheme to save my face. i mean how am i supposed to remember which plants are monocotyledon or dicotyledon or something? i'm not even sure i can spell them right either. hahah!!
so my shoulder angel or demon (whichever it was at that time) whispered to me then and there "change the topic, effa, and dont make it obvious!"
so we ended up playing riddles instead. "Cikgu, apa bende yg akan naik je tp takkan turun2?" alkisah bertanyalah pelajar bernama meor kpd aku yg memang fail bab teka-teki nih. dgn penoh konfiden aku jawab.."Oh saya tau tu..dh penah jawab dulu. jap eh saya nk ingat balik.." And again i cheat! muahahahaha! i asked his clasmates and they mouthed at me "Age, teacher, age!" LOL..poor meor...;p
and then came nithia..with her maths problem. aiyak! double aiyak!! kak najwa is nowhere in sight and she's coming nearer and nearer..dub dab dub dab. i just knew it'll come to this. with nithia, you cant just change the topic. she'll make you wish you'd studied harder during school. haish..luckily, i must've done some good lately for i managed to get the answer! (with only like five attempts)..but still..heee..
then i entered the most 'anticipated' 1F..i was early as usual and kak azah was still in the class. surprisingly, all of them were writing. WRITING! with 1F that's a miracle. so i asked firdaus later on "Why is it that when i'm teaching you guys dont behave like that?" He told me matter-of-factly.."Cikgu azah ni baik. kami buat ape2 pon x pe. nak men bola ke, nk wat bising ke..sume bole. sbb tu kitorg suker. klo teacher len la..garang sangat!" Aku garang? aku?? garang??? hoho..tapi ntah knp senyumku smkin melebar. garang jugak aku upanyer..hahah padan muke korang..
i met a new student in 1F. her name is Ong Re Teng. i checked my record book and guess what? she wasn't so new after all. her name was there all along. its just that ever since i taught this class, she has been absent. i asked her where has she been and she just kept quiet. i noticed that all the chinese males are very protective of her. she seemed very quiet and reserved unlike the rest of the girls in the class. maybe i better put on my nancy drew traits and investigate..(ciri2 cikgu busybody..;p)
with 1C its a different story. when i entered their class for the last period, kata mereka.."Cikgu ni baek sangat la sbb tu dorang wat bising.." Tak kurang juga yg backup aku.."Korang ni dh dapat cikgu baik pon buat perangai lagi.." heheh..thanks afiq. tp thanks tu x bertahan lame sbb lepas tuh dia pulak yg wat bising. cett! kuang asam punyer student. mati2 aku terharu dibuatnyer. i was supposed to teach them 'The Lake Isle of Innisfree' but my set induction went straight into the drain. i was supposed to only remind them about their oral test next week but guess what i ended up doing? oral test!! aku pulak yg kne wat oral test depan dorg. nk suh wat demo la konon2nyer..dekat 20 mins lak tuh..huh! sabar effa, sabar..
last but not least, the incident at the surau during asar prayer really makes it into a cherry on top of a cake. i had miscalculated the time and ended up praying during the boys' time for asar prayer. i went in the surau for a good few minutes before them when all of a sudden, i heard my 1C's boys approaching.."Eh ni kasut cikgu huzaifah ni. (i still cant believe you guys remember my shoes and its not like i wear the same shoes everyday..kids can be so scary sometimes!) even worse then..musa called.."Cikguuuu!!!! cikgu ade kat dalam ker?" talk about discretion people! now the whole surau knew what shoes i wear..haish..
i wonder what tomorrow has in store for me. keep my fingers crossed..
p.s cikgu nuar cakap x elok ngumpat students sendiri. maybe i should send in my name for the chutzpah award next year.
Sunday, June 28, 2009
happy birthday me
today the clock strikes 12.
i'm no cinderella.
and i'm not planning to be one.
there won't be any fairy godmother to work her magic on me.
there won't be any prince to carry my glass slippers for me.
and there won't be any stepmother to ruin my life.
i've decided that age is simply mind over matter.
if you don't mind getting old, then it doesn't matter.
throughout the 21 years of my life, i still haven't found out what life is about.
i doubt that even if i live to be a 100, i'll never figure it out.
but i do found out what life is not about.
life is NOT about..
waiting for something good to come your way.
doing what you believe people want you to do.
forgetting who you were when you've changed.
making promises you can never keep.
believing that you can always help someone out.
getting caught up in the spur of the moment.
you.
"We have no choice of what color we're born or who our parents are or whether we're rich or poor. What we do have is some choice over what we make of our lives once we're here." - Mildred Taylor
i'm no cinderella.
and i'm not planning to be one.
there won't be any fairy godmother to work her magic on me.
there won't be any prince to carry my glass slippers for me.
and there won't be any stepmother to ruin my life.
i've decided that age is simply mind over matter.
if you don't mind getting old, then it doesn't matter.
throughout the 21 years of my life, i still haven't found out what life is about.
i doubt that even if i live to be a 100, i'll never figure it out.
but i do found out what life is not about.
life is NOT about..
waiting for something good to come your way.
doing what you believe people want you to do.
forgetting who you were when you've changed.
making promises you can never keep.
believing that you can always help someone out.
getting caught up in the spur of the moment.
you.
"We have no choice of what color we're born or who our parents are or whether we're rich or poor. What we do have is some choice over what we make of our lives once we're here." - Mildred Taylor
Thursday, June 25, 2009
when exhaustion creeps...
right. i'm so not a succesful blogger. is it compulsory for us to update our blog on a daily basis?? can't it be weekly?? or monthly?? annually?? ok maybe not annually but still...being a trainee teacher is exhausting enough.
here's my routine for the past two weeks...
wake up..(hoping its saturday..)
go back to sleep..
wake up five seconds later..(realize its not..)
iron my baju kurung..
take a bath..
sms niza..(g kul bapa?)
siap2..(dgn x relanyer..)
jalan pi bustop..(ni klau siap awal la..)
borak2 kosong..(on the way to school..)
g clas yg x sampai 10 orang..(yg len sume pakat ponteng..)
g relief..(sadly never felt relief..)
balik sekola..
sesi luahan perasaan bersama housemates..(the best part of the day)
g dinner..(kat depan umah je x larat dh nk jln jauh2)
take a bath..
tidooo..
bangun pagi..(berkejar buat leson plan..)
yup.
dats my life.
i wonder how long that'll last...
today i taught 1F(the form one class with the worst attitude problem according to the other teachers..). just my luck dat the PK petang proudly lied to my ever-so-kind mentor, Mr. Selva, "Eh, Cikgu Ifa yang nak clas 1F..." Huh?? when did i ever said that? huhu..(x mo, x mo..ku memberontak..dalam ati je la..)
yeah back to 1F..surprisingly they were all there today..not a single truant-er(does this word exist? heheh..). even the chinese males participated today in the lesson. i was asked by my mentor to do a revision on characters in "The Pencil" since none of them can answer it in the previous exam..(only four of them pass for English, can u believe dat??)
we played a game where each of them has to stick a card with the correct characteristic on the board. tong wei shen as always gave excuse for not copying the notes by saying he cant see from the back. this time i used my rusty mandarin "Dai yanjing la.."(wear glasses la..) and all the snobbish chinese laughed along with me. hey it felt really good for the first time to be able to make them laugh. guess i've to brush up my mandarin more..hhmm do i still have my cassandra laoshi's phone number? wo xuyao ni laoshi!!
also today, Amirul Faiz, my student from 1G(i'm teaching them sivic) had human trafficked himself into 1F while i was teaching English..i had to chase him out of the class not because i dont like him but because i'm afraid cikgu syikin will sue me for having an illegal student from her class into my class. Faiz has actually been in almost all of my other classes as well. he practically smuggled himself saying he's from whatever class i was teaching at the moment(like i dun know which class he's from!)i only teach him sivic so dat means i only enter his class once a week and according to him dat is soo not enough..(ecececeeehhh...)
this week i had relief for 1G, 2F, 2C(clas niza), 2E and kelas peralihan..in kelas peralihan some students were fighting and they slapped each other..(the trend in the school: when form one students fight they slap each other, when form two students fight they punch each other..niceee..) i had to break them off as scary as that sound and one of them ran crying to the toilet and i lectured the other student but frankly i dun think he was even listening to me..haiiishh..wo zenmeyang??
1G is fine la because i'm teaching them sivic as well so relief class is a breeze. the only problem is i've to chase Faiz(again!!) to surau because he wont go for his Zuhur prayer.
2C is okay la..farid cant stop teaching, syahirah cant stop walking, syakila cant stop complimenting..(ikhlas ker huhu??), but all in all they were nice kids.
2F is..slightly unmanageable. Niza's stalker is in that class so i've to avoid talking about him at all cost..wah cam ahli politik dah aku skang..penoh tipu muslihat..dah tanyer byk sgt aku tibai je la jwb aper2 pon janji dia puas haha!
everytime they make me mad, i said to myself, "Budak2.."
wonder how long will it be till i can say that without gritting my teeth..
huahuahuahuahua...!!!
the best moment:
1. when one student came up to me after class and said "saya sayang cikgu.." (owh terharunyer..)
2. when two students (1F no less) came up to me after class and asked me to use another period to continue teaching them..(which i did..org dah mintak kan..kan..)
3. when one student came and apologized for misbehaving in the class and thanked me for willing to sacrifice my lunch time to teach him on articles..(baru korang tau cikgu sanggup berpanas berlapo demi korang..tapi lapo sungguh ari tuh!)
the worst moment:
1. salah masuk relief..haha x sabo sgt first time dapat relief sampai sejam awal dibuatnyer..malu jugok la sket..
2. kaki melecet the whole week so jalan terhencut2 sambil cover la. so i ended up walking so ayu to class when really my feet are hurting like crazy!
3. waiting for the last bell to ring...
yup.
my life as a trainee teacher is all roses and thorns..
whats a rose without its thorns rite??
its a package delivered straight to you with no guarantee and are not returnable..once you love your students, you keep them for life.
until then.
here's my routine for the past two weeks...
wake up..(hoping its saturday..)
go back to sleep..
wake up five seconds later..(realize its not..)
iron my baju kurung..
take a bath..
sms niza..(g kul bapa?)
siap2..(dgn x relanyer..)
jalan pi bustop..(ni klau siap awal la..)
borak2 kosong..(on the way to school..)
g clas yg x sampai 10 orang..(yg len sume pakat ponteng..)
g relief..(sadly never felt relief..)
balik sekola..
sesi luahan perasaan bersama housemates..(the best part of the day)
g dinner..(kat depan umah je x larat dh nk jln jauh2)
take a bath..
tidooo..
bangun pagi..(berkejar buat leson plan..)
yup.
dats my life.
i wonder how long that'll last...
today i taught 1F(the form one class with the worst attitude problem according to the other teachers..). just my luck dat the PK petang proudly lied to my ever-so-kind mentor, Mr. Selva, "Eh, Cikgu Ifa yang nak clas 1F..." Huh?? when did i ever said that? huhu..(x mo, x mo..ku memberontak..dalam ati je la..)
yeah back to 1F..surprisingly they were all there today..not a single truant-er(does this word exist? heheh..). even the chinese males participated today in the lesson. i was asked by my mentor to do a revision on characters in "The Pencil" since none of them can answer it in the previous exam..(only four of them pass for English, can u believe dat??)
we played a game where each of them has to stick a card with the correct characteristic on the board. tong wei shen as always gave excuse for not copying the notes by saying he cant see from the back. this time i used my rusty mandarin "Dai yanjing la.."(wear glasses la..) and all the snobbish chinese laughed along with me. hey it felt really good for the first time to be able to make them laugh. guess i've to brush up my mandarin more..hhmm do i still have my cassandra laoshi's phone number? wo xuyao ni laoshi!!
also today, Amirul Faiz, my student from 1G(i'm teaching them sivic) had human trafficked himself into 1F while i was teaching English..i had to chase him out of the class not because i dont like him but because i'm afraid cikgu syikin will sue me for having an illegal student from her class into my class. Faiz has actually been in almost all of my other classes as well. he practically smuggled himself saying he's from whatever class i was teaching at the moment(like i dun know which class he's from!)i only teach him sivic so dat means i only enter his class once a week and according to him dat is soo not enough..(ecececeeehhh...)
this week i had relief for 1G, 2F, 2C(clas niza), 2E and kelas peralihan..in kelas peralihan some students were fighting and they slapped each other..(the trend in the school: when form one students fight they slap each other, when form two students fight they punch each other..niceee..) i had to break them off as scary as that sound and one of them ran crying to the toilet and i lectured the other student but frankly i dun think he was even listening to me..haiiishh..wo zenmeyang??
1G is fine la because i'm teaching them sivic as well so relief class is a breeze. the only problem is i've to chase Faiz(again!!) to surau because he wont go for his Zuhur prayer.
2C is okay la..farid cant stop teaching, syahirah cant stop walking, syakila cant stop complimenting..(ikhlas ker huhu??), but all in all they were nice kids.
2F is..slightly unmanageable. Niza's stalker is in that class so i've to avoid talking about him at all cost..wah cam ahli politik dah aku skang..penoh tipu muslihat..dah tanyer byk sgt aku tibai je la jwb aper2 pon janji dia puas haha!
everytime they make me mad, i said to myself, "Budak2.."
wonder how long will it be till i can say that without gritting my teeth..
huahuahuahuahua...!!!
the best moment:
1. when one student came up to me after class and said "saya sayang cikgu.." (owh terharunyer..)
2. when two students (1F no less) came up to me after class and asked me to use another period to continue teaching them..(which i did..org dah mintak kan..kan..)
3. when one student came and apologized for misbehaving in the class and thanked me for willing to sacrifice my lunch time to teach him on articles..(baru korang tau cikgu sanggup berpanas berlapo demi korang..tapi lapo sungguh ari tuh!)
the worst moment:
1. salah masuk relief..haha x sabo sgt first time dapat relief sampai sejam awal dibuatnyer..malu jugok la sket..
2. kaki melecet the whole week so jalan terhencut2 sambil cover la. so i ended up walking so ayu to class when really my feet are hurting like crazy!
3. waiting for the last bell to ring...
yup.
my life as a trainee teacher is all roses and thorns..
whats a rose without its thorns rite??
its a package delivered straight to you with no guarantee and are not returnable..once you love your students, you keep them for life.
until then.
Sunday, June 14, 2009
prac o prac...
SMK Sri Istana. Yup. That's where i'll be torturing myself for three months. After the final list was out, i figured that it must be one of those schools where all the lords' heirs went to. I mean Sri Istana, go figure. On Mon however, it was like a sick version of a fairy tale. It was like Sleeping Beauty waking up to find her Prince only it wasn't the Prince but the donkey from Shrek...ok i know. Bad anology. But still. It was like an American version of a school in Utah.
The good thing is that the principal Pn. Mawarni is waaay nice. I was told that the students are mostly orphans. They had family crisis all their lives. The rest came from broken families and some never even knew who their parents are. Here's what i think: these kids they dun even trust adults. They've been hurt by adults and they hide the pain by inflicting it onto others. The principal said that "If only one student came to see you to share his/her problem, then you are successful enough." I gotta admit; i was kinda spaced out for the rest of the conversation as i was mostly occupied with my own super crazee thoughts (explains why the other trainees did most of the talking, hehe...) What if they dun trust me enough to let me teach them? Considering all the stories i've heard about car-scratching and tyres-puncturing, it'll be a hell of an experience. Fortunately i'm riding with the other trainee to school and if there'll be scratch we won't know who is it for rite?? (unless the students wrote my name instead of Niza on the car, which i hope they dont coz then he might start a quarrel with me and it'll tarnish the fac's image - us not being united and all, heee...)
Talking about the other trainees, there were four of us. All giddy + excited + nervous bout the school. Here's my first impression on them:
Niza: very composed, very SR-like (he's already called the school b4 pre-prac is over), an expert liar (he bluffed his way sayin' its only 5 mins walk to school when it was like 20)
Nuar: extremely passionate in teaching (quote from anonymous: "klo aku ade anak nti, konpem aku nk anta dia ke sek anuar ngajar"), most friendly (the male teachers kept callin' him Cikgu Hairul, Cikgu Hairul...like they've known him for life)
Ika: very2 motherly (siyes la...klo my mom tgk sah2 nk wat menantu), professional (the way she kept nodding her head and bringin' the google map), hardworking betol (time ROS ye leh wat report kat sek time2 tu gak!)
I dun think i can yet say "I love my school" for now. It just didn't feel right. If i say it but i didn't really mean it, then where's the sense in that, rite? Time will tell, i guess...Hopefully at the end of these three months i'll be able to stand in a crowd and say firm and proud; "I'm glad i was here..."
The good thing is that the principal Pn. Mawarni is waaay nice. I was told that the students are mostly orphans. They had family crisis all their lives. The rest came from broken families and some never even knew who their parents are. Here's what i think: these kids they dun even trust adults. They've been hurt by adults and they hide the pain by inflicting it onto others. The principal said that "If only one student came to see you to share his/her problem, then you are successful enough." I gotta admit; i was kinda spaced out for the rest of the conversation as i was mostly occupied with my own super crazee thoughts (explains why the other trainees did most of the talking, hehe...) What if they dun trust me enough to let me teach them? Considering all the stories i've heard about car-scratching and tyres-puncturing, it'll be a hell of an experience. Fortunately i'm riding with the other trainee to school and if there'll be scratch we won't know who is it for rite?? (unless the students wrote my name instead of Niza on the car, which i hope they dont coz then he might start a quarrel with me and it'll tarnish the fac's image - us not being united and all, heee...)
Talking about the other trainees, there were four of us. All giddy + excited + nervous bout the school. Here's my first impression on them:
Niza: very composed, very SR-like (he's already called the school b4 pre-prac is over), an expert liar (he bluffed his way sayin' its only 5 mins walk to school when it was like 20)
Nuar: extremely passionate in teaching (quote from anonymous: "klo aku ade anak nti, konpem aku nk anta dia ke sek anuar ngajar"), most friendly (the male teachers kept callin' him Cikgu Hairul, Cikgu Hairul...like they've known him for life)
Ika: very2 motherly (siyes la...klo my mom tgk sah2 nk wat menantu), professional (the way she kept nodding her head and bringin' the google map), hardworking betol (time ROS ye leh wat report kat sek time2 tu gak!)
I dun think i can yet say "I love my school" for now. It just didn't feel right. If i say it but i didn't really mean it, then where's the sense in that, rite? Time will tell, i guess...Hopefully at the end of these three months i'll be able to stand in a crowd and say firm and proud; "I'm glad i was here..."
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