A Week Back at School

Yes, I am now back at school. 5 days of work already and I have stories to tell. After being a part time temporary teacher, I find that our fellow Xaverians are quite complicated to be taken care of. But I ENJOYED being back at school. What I did gain besides experience? RESPECT. The feeling is damn nice when you are respected as a teacher. "Good morning Sir." Whoa! When I was a student, no one ever wished me that when I entered from the main entrance. Only prefects like Chie Siang would wish me "Morning Sir." And that greeting was more to a joke. Things are different now. Very comfortable and cool indeed. Even my job there is just for a month and half, but I have learnt a lot since Monday.

I've been given to teach the 'easiest' subject. Moral. I took some time to tell people about good values. My 2 classes, 1C and 1M. Obviously, 1C got all my guidance, which made me feel "mission accomplished" for teaching them. Apart from this, I have 1M, one of the last class in Form 1. O yes, I had to shout like some idiot to ask them to keep quiet. Ok, one thing about little Indians: they FIGHT. I am not being racist here. But Indians that I know like Navin is such a great friend, but he does not know how to speak APU-NE-NE or WOP-PER-DEY! I'm sorry Navin, I did not mean to insult you. Lol. Ok back to those Indians. THEY FIGHT. Just for no reason. When I tried to stop them, I would tend to waste my time and I felt very bad for not teaching everything. Things they tell me when I SHOUTED AT THEM when they fight: 1) No reason. 2) TEACHER, HE PERLI MY FATHER'S NAME! 3) TEACHER HE IS MY ENEMY. 4) Teacher, I DON'T LIKE HIS FACE. 5) TEACHER HE DRAW ON MY SHIRT 6) (I forgot what rubbish they told me).

If I was back there and still a student, I would not give a damn about them fighting. No one wants to care about those PENGARUH RAKAN SEBAYA CRAP or maybe PENGARUH MEDIA MASSA thing that I wrote in my KARANGAN. Very soon, I will be their RAKAN SEBAYA or GURU SEBAYA when they being weapons to school. Things that I should have said instead of shouting "CLASS STOP THIS AND SIT DOWN BEFORE I WRITE YOU NAME DOWN IN THE YELLOW BOOK": 1) SIT DOWN LA PK! 2) PHAK LA PHAK LA! 3) LU MAI GONG LIAU, SIT DOWN. 4) EH LU BODOH. DUDUK. And the list goes on and on. Well, there's this thing called the yellowbook to threaten kids. Write their name down and the magic happens - the class will keep quiet. Blackmail is such a nice thing to be done with that book. Send an email to huokit@blackmail.com to learn more. Recently there are 2 idiots that made themselves into the book. The 1st hero is a noob. He never sits down when I told him to do so. When I was tired of shouting, I just ask him to come. He said "JANGAN LA CIKGU." No matter how much innocence he had there, it would not stop me from writing his name because I was UBER TL. Next, another pathetic kid which thought he looked so cool to UNTUCK his shirt. I personally felt that what he did was NOT COOL but GG like Apek likes to say. Why did he want to look like a TUKAU when he could look smart by tucking in his shirt? Remember my fellow friends, tuck it in when you wear a SHIRT. You will not regret it. YOU WILL NEVER REGRET. Besides not tucking in his shirt, he said something that offended me actually. He made a lot of noise in class when I was having a relief period. I asked him to do his essay, he did not want to do it. But at least, he should have behaved well and controlled his volume. But, he told me "Sir, you temporary only, why must do? You will not mark my essay." Now that started the fire in me. I MAY BE TEMPORARY. AND WHAT HE SHOULD DO IS SHOW ME RESPECT. You may say that I am sensitive. But not having an acknowledgement from students that you are a teacher is some feeling that you suck. So, in order to not to suck, I MADE HIM SUCK MY BALLS INSTEAD. I WROTE HIS BLOODY NAME IN THE BOOK. And he was kinda pissed. GOOD FOR HIM. And he even pointed out his friend's name so that he had a 'COMPANION' in the book. So, I asked him to SHUT UP and SIT DOWN instead. If you're the boy I mention here reading this from 3F, then SHAME ON YOU. If you still hate me for doing such a thing, click on the "X" above your window. I guess people like you will never learn, even when you grow up. Maybe one day you will even "decorate" my car. Well, just do what you want. Everyone knows that you are the one not showing the right attitude, dim wit. Let's hope that you will realise your mistake.

I have only 6 periods of teaching moral. So, I will likely have relief periods every day. Relief periods are the time I get to know new people in school. More to testing my patience on them when they make noise and fight. Riots. more like DAP OWNED BN IN PENANG. Aw. BUT DAP JUST OWNED BN though. The infamous line, translated directly from hokkien is often used when they need my help to go against those who disturb them - TEACHER HE DO ME! Girls, learn this line and use it when you need your boyfriend's attention. E.g. RYAN, KIT DO ME!

The next good reason to be back in school is to reinstate in my own board that I have served for years; THE BOARD OF LIBRARIANS. Now the board has an extra job which is being in charge of student cards. But my job is to print bar codes and labels for old books. It really feels great to be under Mr Ong's CLAN again, a clan which I originate from.

Overall, I would like to say that this job rocks even there are difficulties handling students with bad behaviour. If you don't like this post, just click on the advertisements will do. Then close everything. If you like this post, just click on the advertisements too. That will encourage me to write more shits here. =)

Have a nice day. But if you think that you're the only one who fears STPM results on Tuesday, just think again. I FEEL THE SAME WAY TOO. Everyone does. Pray hard for things although what's done is done. Good luck and hope to see a smile on your face if we meet again on Tuesday. For those taking SPM results on Wednesday, Good Luck to you too. Readers, just have a little faith and if your expectations do not intersect with reality, just let things be. "If you have tried your best, that's more than enough," said my parents.