Phew... It's October already? My my, time flies when one is busy or having fun. October means that soon it will be school holidays (Yay!) but before the fun starts, I have tons of work to do. Preparing students for examinations, testimonials, marking, etc. (*sob*sob*).
Soon my 'boys' will be sitting for their SPM and then they'll be 'out there'. I'm sure I will miss them... My first 'anak-anak'. I put our class photo on my desk. Mischievious as they are, they're rather well-behaved, and I've my own methods to handle them. I think I'll cry during our farewell party :-(
I remember the day I reported for duty in school. When the Senior Assistant told me that I'm the Form Teacher in charge for the Vocational class, I couldn't help but notice the 'meaningful' glances exchanged between him and another senior teacher. I knew then that this would be one challenging task. The horror stories that the senior teachers told about vocational stream students soehow helped me to mentally and emotionally prepare myself to meet my 'kids'. After a period of adjustment, we went along rather well. I think the boys knew that underneath my 'stepmother' persona, I deeply care for each and every one of them. I don't care if others think that they're slow learners, I am proud for the fact that my boys at least jadi manusia. Apa guna pandai kalau perangai mengalahkan setan???
My dear boys, I wish you all the best. My blessings and prayers will be with you always. (and you better answer the summary question and the essays! LOL!)
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C.A.M. is what I'd like to call Cardiac Arrest Moment.
And I had one such moment yesterday.
I had just arrived in school when one girl, a form 6 student, came to me and passed a card to me (I shall write the dialogue in Iban).
Me: Eh, nama utai tuk?
(Eh, what is this?)
Girl: L**** enda ulih datai sekula, Cigu... Accident ia kemarik.
(L**** cannot come to school, Teacher. He had an accident yesterday.)
Me: Apu! Balat ia?
(Apu! How bad is his injuries?)
Girl: Belubang pala ia Cigu.
(There's a hole on his head)
Me (almost cardiac arrest): Hah?! Dini ia diatu???
(Hah?! Where is he now???)
*Mental picture: The image of him connected to every tube and wire in I.C.U.*
Girl: Ba rumah ia Cigu.
(He's at home, Teacher)
Me: Hah?! Bakani ko Doktor enggau ia deh?
(Hah?! What did the doctors do?)
*mental picture: Doktor geleng2 kepala, no hope so sent home*
Girl: Jait urang ia Cigu.
(They stitched him up, Teacher)
Me: Apu, berapa jait ia?
(How many stiches?)
*mental picture: He's all stitched up like Frankenstein*
Girl: Siti aja.
(Only one)
Me: Erk?!
*mentally tumbuk dinding*
Hampeh punya budak. Buat aku hampir sakit jantung je. Argh!
Come to think of it now... It's hilariously funny. LOL!
A teacher's life can be so very interesting. Our students' antics make excellent conversation material. Hehe...
STP, MLT, Chegu, Grace: Any interesting ones to share?
2 comments:
i dunno if this is hilarious but i find it tickled my bones everytime i re-read it.
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Ooi! English teacher must speak English to students!!! I never spoke Chinese or the dialects with my students and should they hear me speaking to some outsider, they would be shocked! They thought I could not speak the language! I told them I was their English teacher and if I did not speak English with them, who else would? They all managed...even though some had to struggle to communicate with me...
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