A little side track from my studies here.
Because I just remembered an unfinished business. Even though it has been 4 months since my last day as a teacher. But I figured, it is a memory worth to remember
So during my holiday, a break between foundation and 1st year degree, I worked in two different places, whereby both of the places, I was called teacher.
I worked at kumon centre as a marker. I loved the job because I just love seeing these smart students' progress. They come to me and ask questions and I answer. I teach them. I love teaching the preschoolers as well. they are super duper cute. especially anak-anak chinese ni. aaaah dooor aaa blleeee.
Also,
I was a 3rd grade English substitute teacher for about two months in SK seafield. My aunt is the real teacher. but since she was just went in labour at the time she got 3 months leave. So she offered me this job. I just couldn't resist. who could say no to kids?
I just love and adore kids. and they make me happy. I may not look that big or matured to them and I do get bullied by them sometimes. but I feel honored to even be called a teacher.
The minute you step in class, everyone stands up and wishes you a good evening. The minute you sit down, the girls rush up to you and report every news that happened in school. The minute you say take out your books and everyone makes their blurry innocent face. The time when you remember who were the students that always forget to bring their books, and when you walk near them, they pretend to search for their books in the their bag and desk. The time when everyone gives you their full paid attention when you are teaching. The time when you make random silly jokes, and they all laughed and smile. The moment when class finishes and they wish you a thank you, teacher.
priceless
how can some people not love children? They may be annoying sometimes, but I have to say it. They made my day. everyday. Their not so funny jokes. The kids teasing each other. Some are just so naughty I cant stand it. HAHA. They are more than my students. they are friends.
Precious memories. precious time.
It made me a better person. Spending time with chlidren, and I gained more respect for them. They are very special and wise. I learned so much from them. I learned that not everyone are the same. Each and everyone of them have a unique individual characteristic and abilities. There might be students that are slow learners, but they love to clean the class. There are the fast learner students, but are very lazy, and dont listen to directions very well.
Allah creates humans like this. we complete each other. Subhanallah. He is the best creator and planner there is.
I can't wait to have a few of own kids. #ehhhhhh hehehe
Thats all for tonighht
Assalamualaikum wrh.
