Last week (Thursday) my sister had a bad accident. She lost control of her car when she drove over a pool of water on the road (Complaints on this puddle of water and bad road condition has been forwarded to the authorities but so far, no actions been taken. Hopefully after my sis' accident, these people will wisen up or else something WILL BE DONE using other avenues). Narrowly missing the electric pole, the car (IZUSU Trooper), turned a few times and landed in the small parit-cum-river and the tide is still rising.Thankfully their car is a big car so it was not fully submerged. If they are driving a small car, I cannot imagine what will happen. There were four people in the car, my sis, her two children and her helper.. Praise God, they escaped with scrapes and bruises and minor cuts (Sis was hospitalised day before yesterday due to dislocated kneecap but she's out yesterday). Actually, I believed a miracle happened that evening but that's something for another time perhaps.
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Am examining my students exam papers at the moment.
Paper 1 (Objective) is EASY PEASY to mark.
Paper 2 is NIGHTMARE.
In between laughing, smiling and frowning, sometimes I am surprised (horrified) at the level that they (students) are in their writing skill. Most have very poor writing skill. Some at the point of simply giving up. Something must be done to help them improve their writing. Creativity can't be taught but can be nurtured. At least they have the skills to write or 'goreng' a story up in their writing assessments. A daunting task indeed.
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This coming school holidays I'll be in Kuching to meet up with my thesis supervisor (She must be wondering where the hell I am..hehe), some admin stuffs and maybe arrange for my case to be transferred from SGH specialist to Sibu specialist ( Not Sarikei, since THAT horrible doctor in Bintangor is now there as the Hospital Director..Mati..Mati..). Hope to meet up with friends in Kuching and catch up on the happenings and whatnots.
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Imagine how freakydeaky this is...
Me : *Not paying attention.eyes glued to TV.*
Dad : Bla..bla.. your aki Jerukan ..bla..bla..bla..
Me : Aki who???
Dad : Your aki Jerukan, Douglas Jerukan.
Me : Wait a minute, he's from our place ke? (Cucu durhaka ni)
Dad: Ya. Your ini is from Beguang.
Me : He got a son?
Dad: Oh, Desmond ka. Ya la... I think he's in Kuching now.
Me : Aaahhhhh... Freaky....
Dad & Mum: ??????
Deejay, hehehe...what a small,itsy,bitsy world eh.
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Am examining my students exam papers at the moment.
Paper 1 (Objective) is EASY PEASY to mark.
Paper 2 is NIGHTMARE.
In between laughing, smiling and frowning, sometimes I am surprised (horrified) at the level that they (students) are in their writing skill. Most have very poor writing skill. Some at the point of simply giving up. Something must be done to help them improve their writing. Creativity can't be taught but can be nurtured. At least they have the skills to write or 'goreng' a story up in their writing assessments. A daunting task indeed.
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This coming school holidays I'll be in Kuching to meet up with my thesis supervisor (She must be wondering where the hell I am..hehe), some admin stuffs and maybe arrange for my case to be transferred from SGH specialist to Sibu specialist ( Not Sarikei, since THAT horrible doctor in Bintangor is now there as the Hospital Director..Mati..Mati..). Hope to meet up with friends in Kuching and catch up on the happenings and whatnots.
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Imagine how freakydeaky this is...
Me : *Not paying attention.eyes glued to TV.*
Dad : Bla..bla.. your aki Jerukan ..bla..bla..bla..
Me : Aki who???
Dad : Your aki Jerukan, Douglas Jerukan.
Me : Wait a minute, he's from our place ke? (Cucu durhaka ni)
Dad: Ya. Your ini is from Beguang.
Me : He got a son?
Dad: Oh, Desmond ka. Ya la... I think he's in Kuching now.
Me : Aaahhhhh... Freaky....
Dad & Mum: ??????
Deejay, hehehe...what a small,itsy,bitsy world eh.
4 comments:
kekekeke ... bala desmond lah nuan neh ...
on the writing stuff, students who are good in bm always do the "direct translation" thingy ... But, it's ok compared with those who can't write even a single damm thing ...
or iban translate to "henglish" ... e.g. - Aku bejalai ke Mukah becomes I walking to Mukah. hmmmmm ... masalah masyallah ...
??????
Now lets's go and have a look at our family tree. My dad is from Bawang Assan and my Mum is from Beguang....hmmmm....there's a picture of my longhouse in my blog - u sure I am not your nephew? (I want to feel younger) heheheheh...
ermm ... i think should open a new topic ... family tree
Dunstan:
'I walking to Mukah' sounds waaay much better than ' I medium busy'... Trying to figure out the heck that these kids are trying to write is... undescribable pain..hehe
Desmond:
... or should i say uncle desmond :)
your dad is positively an uncle of my dad.which makes you definitely THE UNCLE.hehehe...wanna feel younger? Just call u aya' biak ler...:p
Dunstan again:
yeah, I'm wondering whether there are some more of my relatives in cyberspace :p
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