Archive for February, 2008

I love 4C

Thursday, February 28th, 2008

This week is the week of exam in my sch…as a teacher, i hv to jaga o my student when they r hving exam.today, i was in clas 4C.this is the class that i love to enter becoz all the students listen to me n they really respect me as  a teacher…

there is a little boy..oops no.should be 2 little boys that r stil childish in the class..they brought their own bear to sch when exam.haha..wat a funny thing..i was suprised when i enter class n c both of them start playing their bears on their own at their places…dun misunderstood,they both not stupid..their result is good.they r good in academicaly n sports..so…when one of them told me,"teacher,i hug this bear to sleep everynite" i was suprised.haha..then..one of them trying to take out a giraffe from his bag n play wif it…it was real fun seeing both of them when i was dead bored when "jaga-ing" them…

then…after collect all the papers, i told them bout the sport day coming soon.i told them i was not free on that day,so may not be able to watch them in the field.i was so suprised when one of them say,"teacher,u must come,if u not come,we have no hope d.we sure cant jump wan..come n support us lar teacher"..wow..!!!how touching im..haha..so..u say ,should i love 4C or not?

so.to all 4C’s students.be guai guai all the while, i love u all..

love,

kaichur

Angry….

Tuesday, February 26th, 2008

Haiz..today is the 1st day i use cane to cane my student so fierce n heavy….i admit,i was very angry…though i hv caned them before,it’s not as heavy as today.it’s really kinda of angry…

the stupid student throw rubbish from 1st floor to groundfloor via a hole on the floor.wat an uncivilised action…im their Pengajaran SIvik teacher…is tis my fault n failure?huh!

wat have been wrong towards o the student rite now…they become so evil sometime and did sth tat u dun expect them to do….one thing is.they become so rude…is this the responsibility of parents or teachers? i duno….

wat happen to me?

Tuesday, February 19th, 2008

Wat happen to me? what i wan? what should i choose? i really duno….
is tat like something or someone or some incident or watever so hard? why wat i like wil never be wif me while wat i dun realy like happen on me?
being a teacher,i hate to scold student..but i hv to..y they like to bluf teacher?y they like to talk in class?
today i hv scold one of my student really strictly..y?she talk n talk n talk in my class..non stop..im really angry tat time..i hv been calling her name for more than 10times since i enter class..she stil wana talk..is tat im not fierce enough?after the class,my other student who closer to me told me tat :” teacher,juz now u very fierce..very scary ler”
really regret…but wat to do?wat to do?

my student n i…

Friday, February 1st, 2008

i hv just did rebonding on my lovely hair…when i go back to my sch…my student ask me,:"teacher,y u straighten ur hair?"..when i ask them..:"now teacher pretty or not?"…they ans like this:"teacher…now NOT NICE"..i duno i should b happy or sad..tat time i was like..wah..kena bom.haha… anyway,love this group of children…they really cute.when i talk to them,i hv no stress or anything..i love to see their face,they gv me hope,they gv me happiness,and they really trust me in everything n wat they say wil never bluf u..that’s why i love to talk to children more than any eldest around me.children wil never bluf me… almost a month i become a guru ganti.though the life is so busy and it is full of job.everyday need to shout on those notti children and cane them when they not pass up my homework,i feel so glad when i recif CNY card from them one by one.the most touching is the card from a student tat i scolded n cane the most.he wrote there,thank you teacher,im so happy to have u as my teacher. u r so good n kind.i was shock when he pass the card to me.wordless… hope to teach them and look after them for a long time.but, I hv to further my study in university soon.31 mac 2008 is my last day teaching.hope I wont come so early n fast…. I love you o my dear student Love, kaichur