The deadly battle: Not for the faint hearted.
bruise. punched. kicked. Almost like a gruesome battle with children. Today's relief teaching was an eye-opener and it kinda makes me wanna say "I RESPECT" teachers. This profession is really remarkable. or I should put it this way - I take my hat off them.
Woke up at 6a.m. Mom made me breakfast, tuna sandwich and asked if I had a good rest last night. Mom knows me well. I'm often tense up before the first day of regardless what activities I have. Rushed off at 7a.m. All ready, somehow a little more confident.
7:25. On the dot. Report to the GO to sign my attendance and handle all the adminstrative task.
7.30. Got my timetable for the day. Was expected to relief 4 classes but ended up relieving 3 classes.
The first primary 5 class really made my day. Greeted me "Mr Fu" before they continue their assigned tasks. My sir name sucks - sounds like "Mr FOOL". What's your say? hehehe. It was kind of awkard though. They were so well behaved for that 1 and half hour. I can hardly hear talking.
Thereafter it was followed by a primary4 class. Here, where all the nightmare began. It was music lesson, thus there isn't any tasks assigned for them. And for goodness sake, I can't be teaching them singing right?! haha! Its was kinda noisy. Initially I planned to have this ambition talk with the class. Coz' I wanna listen to all the amazing answers that kids can give. hmmm, wasn't quite well received and I started playing hangman with them. I wanted them to be involved with more educational topics yet they insisted they wanted a SINGER category for them to guess. For a minute, I was standing there, facing the sparkingly cleaned white board with an empty head. I decided to approached one of the student to ask her what singer she have in mind. Guess what? She told me "HILARY DUFF" I was blown away on the spot. I thought this kind of singer would be too hard for them, yet at a mere age of 10, they knew who the dumb blonde "HILARY DUFF" was. NEVER UNDERESTIMATE THE KIDS THESE DAYS! It was fun interacting with them.
Breaktime. I went to the staff room and started marking the papers. Now I truly understand why our teachers say "Don't grumble so much" You do 1 piece of worksheet, I have to mark 40 of them." I took 2.5 hrs to mark a stack of MCQ with 30 questions.
Final 1 and half hour was with Primary 3 kids. The class was the worse, yet the cutest among all. You know, my screaming and shouting to them was deem as normal talking? They do listen for a minute when I blew my top. Next minute? They're back to their usual self. All hyper active and totally restless. whew~ When I gave them the mathematics assignment, it kinda tame them down a lil' but not much. They were either declaring war with their next door neighbour by pushing his/her table to another, taking crumpled paper and playing like a ball - which i confiscated and straight into the bin. God! And standing up is the best solution to shut them up. Really. It works. And when their neighbours see him/her being punished, they would quietly do their work.
Here's what you would get in a typical lower primary class:
1) Cher (as what we used to call our fella teachers) he/she beat me.
2) Cher, I want to go to the toilet can? I am very urgent (some would grab their private parts) Oh my!
3) Cher, can i go refill my water bottle?
4) Cher, she take my things without permission.
If you faced with the above scenerio, you can ignore 1 and 4. Just pay attention to 2 or 3 will do. I don't want them to pee in my class or die of thirst. lolx.
There's also a very cute side of them. Like after my day, was walking to the bus stop. 50 m away, I hear someone shouting "TEACHER TEACHER". I was liked. But deep down inside, I really feel good. Its like you get connected with the kids and they still remember you.
Student: "Cher, where you going? What bus you taking?"
Me: "To the interchange and any bus will do"
Student: "Cher, you are a relief teacher ar?"
Me: "Yes"
Me: "What bus you taking?"
Student: "21"
Me: "Where do you stay?"
Student: "Tampines Ave XX"
-- HIS BUS CAME--
Student: "Bye bye teacher" See you again next time.
AWww... how cute can it be.
I'm really exhausted. And hope you enjoy reading the long and naggy blog. But its fun thou, but there's a down side as well.
Woke up at 6a.m. Mom made me breakfast, tuna sandwich and asked if I had a good rest last night. Mom knows me well. I'm often tense up before the first day of regardless what activities I have. Rushed off at 7a.m. All ready, somehow a little more confident.
7:25. On the dot. Report to the GO to sign my attendance and handle all the adminstrative task.
7.30. Got my timetable for the day. Was expected to relief 4 classes but ended up relieving 3 classes.
The first primary 5 class really made my day. Greeted me "Mr Fu" before they continue their assigned tasks. My sir name sucks - sounds like "Mr FOOL". What's your say? hehehe. It was kind of awkard though. They were so well behaved for that 1 and half hour. I can hardly hear talking.
Thereafter it was followed by a primary4 class. Here, where all the nightmare began. It was music lesson, thus there isn't any tasks assigned for them. And for goodness sake, I can't be teaching them singing right?! haha! Its was kinda noisy. Initially I planned to have this ambition talk with the class. Coz' I wanna listen to all the amazing answers that kids can give. hmmm, wasn't quite well received and I started playing hangman with them. I wanted them to be involved with more educational topics yet they insisted they wanted a SINGER category for them to guess. For a minute, I was standing there, facing the sparkingly cleaned white board with an empty head. I decided to approached one of the student to ask her what singer she have in mind. Guess what? She told me "HILARY DUFF" I was blown away on the spot. I thought this kind of singer would be too hard for them, yet at a mere age of 10, they knew who the dumb blonde "HILARY DUFF" was. NEVER UNDERESTIMATE THE KIDS THESE DAYS! It was fun interacting with them.
Breaktime. I went to the staff room and started marking the papers. Now I truly understand why our teachers say "Don't grumble so much" You do 1 piece of worksheet, I have to mark 40 of them." I took 2.5 hrs to mark a stack of MCQ with 30 questions.
Final 1 and half hour was with Primary 3 kids. The class was the worse, yet the cutest among all. You know, my screaming and shouting to them was deem as normal talking? They do listen for a minute when I blew my top. Next minute? They're back to their usual self. All hyper active and totally restless. whew~ When I gave them the mathematics assignment, it kinda tame them down a lil' but not much. They were either declaring war with their next door neighbour by pushing his/her table to another, taking crumpled paper and playing like a ball - which i confiscated and straight into the bin. God! And standing up is the best solution to shut them up. Really. It works. And when their neighbours see him/her being punished, they would quietly do their work.
Here's what you would get in a typical lower primary class:
1) Cher (as what we used to call our fella teachers) he/she beat me.
2) Cher, I want to go to the toilet can? I am very urgent (some would grab their private parts) Oh my!
3) Cher, can i go refill my water bottle?
4) Cher, she take my things without permission.
If you faced with the above scenerio, you can ignore 1 and 4. Just pay attention to 2 or 3 will do. I don't want them to pee in my class or die of thirst. lolx.
There's also a very cute side of them. Like after my day, was walking to the bus stop. 50 m away, I hear someone shouting "TEACHER TEACHER". I was liked. But deep down inside, I really feel good. Its like you get connected with the kids and they still remember you.
Student: "Cher, where you going? What bus you taking?"
Me: "To the interchange and any bus will do"
Student: "Cher, you are a relief teacher ar?"
Me: "Yes"
Me: "What bus you taking?"
Student: "21"
Me: "Where do you stay?"
Student: "Tampines Ave XX"
-- HIS BUS CAME--
Student: "Bye bye teacher" See you again next time.
AWww... how cute can it be.
I'm really exhausted. And hope you enjoy reading the long and naggy blog. But its fun thou, but there's a down side as well.
