One of my blogger fellows posted about western and eastern education system.In my post grad courses, one of the most discussed topic (debate/argument) that we always have is the pros and cons of each system. And these are my kurang dua sen's worth (that I posted in her blog)... (Warning = written in Rojak Iban-English-Malay)
Our system want to pack everything in the 11 years of compulsory education. But sadly, bisi sekeda parts enda dipeduli.. soft skills, thinking skills and creativity was not given ample room to grow and nurtured. and yet they complain of the quality of the graduates, even though graduates are the products of schools also... The current system membiasakan anembiak kitai to merely be exam robots. enti ka bulih result manah, mesti skor exam... and too many extra curricular activities actually add unneccessary burden to students. enda ulih concentrate dalam kelas, kelalu lelak Ko-K. Pelajar tinduk dalam kelas, cikgu dipesalah enda nemu narit attention anembiak...
Anembiak mayuh pengawa, cikgu berkali-kali ganda pengawa bertambah.tambah agi enggau benda2 yang nadai berkaitan enggau 'core business' of teachers, which is teaching. No wonder in one of the states in M'sia, more than 60% patients ba psychiatric ward are teachers. Frightening isn't it?
But in western edu system pun bisi drawback mimit. because of no uniform syllabus between schools, nya meh bisi cases of Guru mengajar utai ke liberal; sex ed. at young age, etc... One of the studies found that compared to Asian students, their performance is much lower in subjects like maths and science. One good thing is that, the educational environment din, is conducive for creativity in learning...
Hopefully we can have a formula for our own educational setting. One that fits, Malaysian style.
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Oh ya, I plan to do kelas bimbingan for 10 of my students in the kelas hujung2an. I could see their interest and drive to improve themselves, so I'll be giving my extra time to assist them. The rest, they couldn't care less.Tak mau tolong diri sendiri, sudah. Tak kuasa aku ka ngansak sida... Ngasuh ati aku pedis ensiban meda sida masau peluang belajar... Maybe in due course I will be adding more students but I want to keep the group small. Easier to give attention to them..
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going to Kch again this weekend. another blogger from Bintangor will also be there. Konvoi sama2 pulai on Sunday...
Wednesday, March 29, 2006
Wednesday, March 22, 2006
ADUSSSSS!!!!
Some memorable 'quotes' courtesy of my students' answers in their paper 2:
Adussss... There are more but I couldn't remember clearly. Found these type of sentences in about 1++ essays out of 2++ papers marked.
Headache to mark but very entertaining to read. I was rolling around laughing so hard at some of the 'creative' answers.
After Ali dilanggar motorsikal axiden Ali no seput.
The motorcycle driver can not break and they bertembung.
Adussss... There are more but I couldn't remember clearly. Found these type of sentences in about 1++ essays out of 2++ papers marked.
Headache to mark but very entertaining to read. I was rolling around laughing so hard at some of the 'creative' answers.
Monday, March 20, 2006
I confess...
that I am guilty of these sins
| Greed: | High | |
| Gluttony: | Medium | |
| Wrath: | Very High | |
| Sloth: | Medium | |
| Envy: | Medium | |
| Lust: | Medium | |
| Pride: | High |
Greed:
Not as greedy per se, but I'd like to think of it as what I desire from life. The things that drives me to push myself harder and not be easily satisfied and pacified by the comforts around me. If good is achievable, better is possible and so best is also within reach. If that makes me greedy, then I plead guilty.
Gluttony:
I have love-hate relationship with food. Some days I'd have all the appetite of an elephant, other days I'd simply eat for the sake of avoiding hunger and gastric pains. No, I'm not having eating disorder. I'm just like that.
Wrath:
No surprise. I am a ticking time bomb under self-imposed anger management. Heaven help any fool who dares to pull out the safety pin.
Sloth:
When I'm rajin, I'll be super-perfectly anal about cleanliness and neatness. When I'm not, then I couldn't care less
Envy:
If someone can do that, why not me? Is that envy? Envy for a good cause (i.e: self improvement) is okay with me. Not the detestful green-eyed monster-type that wants to destruct others.
Lust:
ummm... lust for life, knowledge, love, passion, etc. (blur a bit on this la)... Horny hamsap type also included ka?
Pride:
I wouldn't trade me for other, that's for sure. I am uniquely me, a person full of contradictions (not to mention stubborn, maverick, rebellious).
What are your sins?
F.T.F.F.U.F!!!! ... This is a rant
or...
F**k the F***ing F***ed Up F***ers!!!
Because if not for these people, my research would have been almost completed now. Last time, they told me need to do this, follow this procedure, bla, bla, bla...
F**k the F***ing F***ed Up F***ers!!!
Because if not for these people, my research would have been almost completed now. Last time, they told me need to do this, follow this procedure, bla, bla, bla...
Now, No need go through that procedure, do like this, this, that... No need letter, have easier way.
Last time the VIP (Carneyz punya dia panggil Trump, aku panggil le aku punya the VIP) told me that my scope of research is too narrow and I need to broaden it up, and so I did. Dutiful and diligent student.
Now, she suggests that I narrow it down. Gee, guess what? It was exactly what I did before I was asked to make the changes.
%&*($&^&!!!!!
Argh!!! FTFFUF!!!!
(Note to readers: Doing post grad courses will seriously expose you to the risks of hypertension and cardio-diseases. Not to mention of bouts of anger fits, temporary insanity, the urge to strangle the next fool who criticize your job as 'teacher very senang, work half day only ma')
[Yes, I almost bit my junior's head off when she commented that I had things easy since I am a teacher now. work half-day, can relax more.
Last time the VIP (Carneyz punya dia panggil Trump, aku panggil le aku punya the VIP) told me that my scope of research is too narrow and I need to broaden it up, and so I did. Dutiful and diligent student.
Now, she suggests that I narrow it down. Gee, guess what? It was exactly what I did before I was asked to make the changes.
%&*($&^&!!!!!
Argh!!! FTFFUF!!!!
(Note to readers: Doing post grad courses will seriously expose you to the risks of hypertension and cardio-diseases. Not to mention of bouts of anger fits, temporary insanity, the urge to strangle the next fool who criticize your job as 'teacher very senang, work half day only ma')
[Yes, I almost bit my junior's head off when she commented that I had things easy since I am a teacher now. work half-day, can relax more.
Eh, excuse me ah, teacher job not THAT easy as you might think. It is a 24-7 job. Outside teaching hours we have extra-curricular activities, extra classes, tutorials. At night plan the lessons and prepare things to do. I barely even have enough time to do my research. You still think I had it easy?...etc...
After been verbally mauled by me, she was sure scared and scarred by that experience. Ya lah, I'm in a foul mood lagi mau minta maut. Padan muka.Lagi nak bagi komen bodo.]
Tuesday, March 14, 2006
Anakapai is TWO!
I totally forgot that In Anakapai's Eyes is now two years old already. Too busy and simple case of things slipping off my mind...
Started off in February 2004, mostly just random things that occur around me or sometimes, rare ponderings and musings of deeper stuffs.This blogs was there when I was at some low points in my journey as post-grad student, daily rant and raves. Through this blog I've many newfound friends (and an uncle!), those I never see in real life but seem more alive than some of those I see in front of me. They shared my happy moments, cheered me when I am feeling down, bear me when I am in a ranty, bitchy mood, and prayed for me. Thanks people!
I've also met a few blog buddies in real life. They are as interesting as their blog, that I can tell you. Am looking forward to meet more...
Albeit that, this blog also has those 'dead frog' moments when I am at lost of what to post, simply too busy or don't give a d*mn. I would like to confess that thoughts of closing down this blog (Noooooo) did pass my mind at some point. Thankfully, the blog-suicidal thought went away.
Here's to many more post in Anakapai's Eyes. Cheers!
Started off in February 2004, mostly just random things that occur around me or sometimes, rare ponderings and musings of deeper stuffs.This blogs was there when I was at some low points in my journey as post-grad student, daily rant and raves. Through this blog I've many newfound friends (and an uncle!), those I never see in real life but seem more alive than some of those I see in front of me. They shared my happy moments, cheered me when I am feeling down, bear me when I am in a ranty, bitchy mood, and prayed for me. Thanks people!
I've also met a few blog buddies in real life. They are as interesting as their blog, that I can tell you. Am looking forward to meet more...
Albeit that, this blog also has those 'dead frog' moments when I am at lost of what to post, simply too busy or don't give a d*mn. I would like to confess that thoughts of closing down this blog (Noooooo) did pass my mind at some point. Thankfully, the blog-suicidal thought went away.
Here's to many more post in Anakapai's Eyes. Cheers!
LOBO, music & Childhood / Proposal / Trip
Am currently getting the lyrics for Lobo songs for my Dad. Bought the CD for him last year as Christmas gift. Dad and I have similar interests in music though he draws the line at my LP music and hard rock and metal stuffs.Meanwhile, I draw the line at dangdut-influenced musics (which explain greatly why I'm not a big fan of local Dayak music).
I grew up to the sounds of those oldies music, country rock and Boney M. Uh-huh. Boney M. Those kembang afro hair and huge bell bottom pants. I can still sing to their songs until now. Hehe.
What about mum? She only listens to her P.Ramlee and Saloma songs with other Malay oldies singer though she loves the King of Rock-n-Roll (jambul gila dahsyat and pout can beat A.Jolie's anytime) Elvis Presley. She detests my noisy music. Not much similarity in music preference with her.
Maybe its because I'm more close with my Dad (repairing cars, bikes, building stuffs) and am a tomboy by nature and Mum simply can't turn me into that sweet-clean-demure little girl. I tore the new dress that she made for me in a matter of few hours (I climbed trees in it. Trees and cute frock don't match). I am hopeless at knitting / crocheting (yuck!) and I can't sit and be quiet and do all those girly stuffs that girls my age do. I'm most likely to be seen on the trees (now I am afraid of heights!), bushes, top of the water tank tower (you should hear my mum scream. priceless! but I got grounded for that. Shucks!), usually playing street football with the boys(This was in late 80's, we created futsal). Even some boys can't take what I did and those poor sissy mummy's boy ran back to their mommies. Hehe *evil grin*
p/s: For any poor sissy mommies boy I've ever hurt their feelings, uh, sorry?
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Proposal is finally polished up. Many thanks to DeeJay for helping me wth much appreciated feedbacks and comments. :) Miraculously didn't blast the house roof off with my LP music but with silence and the sound of the rain.
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Tomorrow I'm going to Kch. Dunno what time will be going, and by what (bus or boat). Will definitely catch up with friends once I'm there.
Time to play my LP music :-D
I grew up to the sounds of those oldies music, country rock and Boney M. Uh-huh. Boney M. Those kembang afro hair and huge bell bottom pants. I can still sing to their songs until now. Hehe.
What about mum? She only listens to her P.Ramlee and Saloma songs with other Malay oldies singer though she loves the King of Rock-n-Roll (jambul gila dahsyat and pout can beat A.Jolie's anytime) Elvis Presley. She detests my noisy music. Not much similarity in music preference with her.
Maybe its because I'm more close with my Dad (repairing cars, bikes, building stuffs) and am a tomboy by nature and Mum simply can't turn me into that sweet-clean-demure little girl. I tore the new dress that she made for me in a matter of few hours (I climbed trees in it. Trees and cute frock don't match). I am hopeless at knitting / crocheting (yuck!) and I can't sit and be quiet and do all those girly stuffs that girls my age do. I'm most likely to be seen on the trees (now I am afraid of heights!), bushes, top of the water tank tower (you should hear my mum scream. priceless! but I got grounded for that. Shucks!), usually playing street football with the boys(This was in late 80's, we created futsal). Even some boys can't take what I did and those poor sissy mummy's boy ran back to their mommies. Hehe *evil grin*
p/s: For any poor sissy mommies boy I've ever hurt their feelings, uh, sorry?
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Proposal is finally polished up. Many thanks to DeeJay for helping me wth much appreciated feedbacks and comments. :) Miraculously didn't blast the house roof off with my LP music but with silence and the sound of the rain.
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Tomorrow I'm going to Kch. Dunno what time will be going, and by what (bus or boat). Will definitely catch up with friends once I'm there.
Time to play my LP music :-D
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