It's almost 5 am in the morning. Just had my sahur at the Dewan Makan, the hub, the centre for food production that ensures life continuity of this hostel's inhabitants. And right now the sound of the siren that is used to wake students up can be clearly heard..but surprisingly..some are still not moved by the sound; they remain fast asleep. Incredible!
Well, that's a glimpse of what life is here in this hostel..in Bandar Penawar. My last post was like about 5 months ago, where I wrote about how the first three weeks had been. Of course, now, there's a lot of improvement, though there's no denying that when one challenge is resolved, other problems and tribulations step in.
I now know that teaching is not an easy job. I used to think so even when I am still a teacher trainee but now that I am experiencing it, trust me, it is NOT easy! Handling a class of 40 students is already challenging, what more teaching 3 classes of 40 students who are all going to sit for the national examination - PMR (i am teaching another class as well). I am not whining or complaining. I know there are teachers who have done an excellent job in educating the young ones and how I wish one day I can achieve that too. My intention is just to make a point on how tough teaching can be.
There were times when i felt like I want to just pack my bags and go away..to just leave everything behind, just for one month, if not forever. It's just that sometimes I kinda feel that I have done a lot but what I get in return is an act of inconsideration and disrespect. Maybe they're just kids..or maybe I'm being too emotional. Who knows. After all, in any cases, one party cannot be blamed solely for what happened.
But then I realized that I was the one who have decided to take this path. I choose this and therefore I must face it and do my best. Im not depressed or on the edge of breaking down - NO. it's just that at times I feel tired and helpless..but nevermind. Despite all these trials, there are good things too..and these good things are my main motivation. When I wake up in the morning I think of these things and they made my worries go away - at least for a while if not for long. Nevertheless, it does help in starting my day with a positive attitude. Fighting!
I just feel like sharing this one spontaneous conversation between me and a male student in my class:
Student: Cikgu, kenapa cikgu garang2 ni. Period ek?
Me : (Excuse me??) Awak tu lah yg period. Asyik keluar class je pergi tandas. Kenapa? tak habis2
tukar pad?
THE END
4 comments:
and your tongue becomes a lot sharper than you remembered it to be. happy teaching farouk~!
that is soooo true..hahaha. u too!
Yes, I agree with you. Sometimes, I just want to find a place where I can dig a hole back to NZ. But sometimes, the kids are so adorable and it makes me feel really happy that we're creating moments together. Keep it up! You're doing awesome, as always!
ps: and of course, sharpen that cynical mind of yours. Is definitely a good "weapon" to use in class =]
salam.. hahaha. i like your retort. teruskan usaha farouk. you have a very powerful motivation and sustained effort embedded inside your heart. i guess they were built-in since your birth. sekolah apa ko ajar ni? sekolah sukan tu ke?
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