Do you remember the time when you had a class party at the end of the year to celebrate the completion of you studies, and to move on to the next level? Well, I completed my school years long, long ago. However, today is my last day TEACHING my present students in this campus. After 13 weeks of sweat and challenges, I can finally raise my hand in jubilation that I've taught them in the best way I could.
I thanked my students for being good, and I apologised to them if I've said or done anything wrong. Well, they truly appreciated my gesture. In fact, they were sad to see me leave. I told them I'm not coming back, which is true, because I have been on loan for this semester. I shall be based in Malacca again next semester onward.
"Teacher, am I good?" one student asked.
"No, you're sometimes naughty, sometimes bad." - I said with a little smile. My international students didn't know what "naughty" meant - poor kids. I must've been a bad teacher.
"Teacher, I like you." - this kid said .. and he has always been the noisiest one in class. Well, that's sweet, thanks. We're talking about 18-19 year old kids who have come from another country to study here. The other group of students are mostly adults from age 19-40 years old, many doing their postgraduate studies.
Surprisingly, I've remained rather calm throughout the 13 weeks despite the teenage students' antics and mischief. With the exception of one or two loud outbursts, things went very well.
Am I gonna miss them? Sigh... yeah I will, but I'm not coming back here. It's just too tiring.
1 comment:
n i remembered u blogging bout this teaching arrangement when u first started this semester.. now it's all over and done with and you remained calm throughout..
bravo kev :)
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