Relief Teaching Summary

the 2.5 weeks of relief teaching has finally come to an end; a closure to my blood boiling moments; a halt to heart melting smiles from the students; a break from arteries clogging meals.

let me just do a summary.
the journey didnt exactly start on the right note; students dao-ed me, teen rebellion and angst ruled their barely filled minds.

first day, teaching was indeed a challenge.
being inexperienced and young, handling a bunch of kids with hormones raging was a ginormous question mark.
but i had pple to guide me along; some on discipline issues, some on academic issues and one, to hear me rant my day away.
i thought i couldnt survive this.

second day was worse. much worse.
left my lappy in my sec 4 class to flash work while i went to staff room to grab the math retest papers.
coming back, only to find my jaw on the floor, nostrils flared and bloodshot eyes pushing their way out like a mother in labour.
THEY FREAKING FLASHED MY PERSONAL PHOTOS ON THE SCREEN. (wtf)
i could have screamed, scolded, show off my wide range of vocabulary.
but no, i kept cool.
not wanting to do work was bad enough, coupled with high decibels producing mouths, the class morphed into a war site of some sort.
chen then came over to lecture them (as if i werent feeling lousy enough about their behavior)
a quick apology back in the staff room and i shrunk back into my depressed shell for the whole day.
i had no idea how to get pass the remaining 2 weeks :(

second week got slightly better.
i opened up to the kids more; trying to make myself most approachable.
i always wondered why the other pig has nice classes to teach while i kena-ed the *pukes* ones.
but anw, time reveals all things.
got Fitri help me out with 4N; honestly, a HUGE burden off my back.

phy class was oh-my-tian.
i had no idea how the hell to teach phy because to me, science at their level, is memorising and a teeny weeny bit application.
i TAUGHT, they TALKED.
brilliant -.-

my express classes were generally okay :)
a few jokers here and there, but the overall experience with them was pleasant.
i've never felt more respected as a teacher in those classes as compared to the rest.
ah wells. tell me im not biased.

3T. OMFG.
they're really the hardcore trainers of the virture 'PATIENCE' man.
the guys smoked, the girls looked and the others joked.
i have gorillas (i have a reason for choosing this species of primeapes) constantly running outta class
showing off their oh-so-'gorgeous' boxers. worse, ANG KONG. -.-lll
but things settled a lil towards the end of the week though mainly because the alpha male kena-ed the pink form (na na ni pu pu!)
a way to bribe them into listening to my lesson?
chocolates.
yes, every child is a slave to the teeth-decaying matter which we all call, CANDY.

third week!
LAST WEEK ALR! WHOO HOO~~
got a lil bit closer to 4N; pple start calling me 'amanda' instead of 'ms lee'
the guys started to joke and the girls gossiped.
with the mere slight difference in age, i had troubles maintaing my 'teacher' status in the classroom.
but insults came in, and honestly, im not very good at taking insults
plus the mood swinging like monkeys on trees, i've stumbled upon the urge to wellow in self pity.
nevertheless, my big ego kept me going with my head held high; not wanting to get pinned down by words from a few losers.

for the first time, i lectured my 3E class.
why?
because half the class didnt do their homework.
"EXPRESS CLASS AND YOU'RE BEHAVING LIKE MY SEC 3 TECHNICAL CLASS. WHAT KINDA ATTITUDE IS THIS!"
it sure felt good to let off some steam.
but the anger was only temporary.

2E and 3T were alright.
both equally noisy.
talk about the destruction of vocal cords.

now, the LAST DAY at school. YESSSSSSSSSSSSS!
okay the day started out with 3T.
gave them a few questions to do and it was photo taking time!
damn joke lah.
got one guy's shorts kena pulled down while taking photo with me.
hilarious shit.
mujip asked for a hug but errr...i'd rather not. lols

then it was 2E.
the other pig came along so that she can DISCREETYLY give out chocs to selected few which apparently failed terribly,
considering the fact that the kids sniffed out chocs like police dogs with drugs.
got a lil pissed off cause they werent paying attention to what i needed to do with them.
THEY MADE CARDS! :)
the girls were damn sweet. haha
more arms-grabbing and loadsa hugs from the kids (yes, both boys and girls).
they made my heart melt for a moment before it solidified back.
then, the bell rang.
time for goodbyes and whatevernots.
i left with a heavy heart and "i love you ms lee! pls come back!" resonating my ears.
i'll miss you too.

next up was 3E.
whooo. half an hour only, so i collected homework and tada!
SLACK TIME.
the girls took my cam to go zi lian and took videos.
haha girls *shakes head*
took out my box of 'Merci' chocs for them.
seriously, the 'slave' analogy applies to ALL SEC STUDENTS irregardless of their streams.
a few hugs before i left.
yeah. goodbyes once again.

last was 4N.
OMFG. the MOST dramatic one zzz!!!
i had 2 girls crying over my departure. HAHA!
was super at a loss i tell ya.
a few guys asked about relief teaching and the minumum requirement.
some blatantly asked "cher! N levels can anot?"
obviously NO!
if you cant even get pass Os, which school would wanna hire you, you tell me.
so, BACK TO YOUR BOOKS CHILDREN.
bought Toblerone for them and once again, the analogy applies.
an eeyore,  sprayed with my current brand of perfume and a personalised thingy to hang on the phone was given to me.
thanks. really.
didnt really take photos with the class though. but oh wells...

back to the staff room and sank in my chair for the last time.
the air con, the printing machines and the teachers.
great experience i've had.

i think i've learnt alot in this short 2.5 weeks.
being once (and still is) a student and then a teacher for a while, i see things from different lights.
i've learnt that everyone isnt like me and i cannot set expectations for them similar to mine.
flexibility. yes.
and not forgetting, PATIENCE.
gosh, i've always thought kids were a handful.
they still are! not that i've changed THAT perspective of them.
but they can be nice to get along with once you find that gold underneath the THICK layer of dung.

so, do i want to be a teacher when im out in the working world?
honestly, i havent found my answer to that question yet.
not sure if my passion for teaching is flaming like the sun in the bright sky. (cliche shit -.-)
but im positive that its not cold like the remains on the sea bed of the antartic.
i'll continue to search for a place where i belong
and i'll let the world know once i've found my rightful place :)

okay miscellaneous!
OH GAWD.
everyday is Arteries Clogging Day.
do i even have to list the junk the pig and i ate EVERYDAY?
not forgetting, the newest member of the Grow Fat Association, intro-ed us MORE food to catalyse our entry into NKF.
bravo.
badminton, in attempt to shed the overflowing fats.
i kinda think we failed miserably cause we never failed to put back those calories immediately after, and worse, in surplus.
but hey, no qualms about it because quality time is spent :)

okay i suppose thats about all for summary.
imagine a detailed entry. gosh.
i'd be able to write a thousand word essay!
photos galore the next time round.
so for now, settle with the words!

till then, tata!