Saturday, April 27, 2013

sad part of being a teacher..

a month or tiring moments has finally comes to its end..
i'm freee!!! a student again, walking past by the old blocks of the beloved IPG, maybe for some time, the alleys that i walked on every morning is something worth to be remembered while having myself surrounded with tiny feets running away here and there around me..

hmm,,, let's jot something as a note for the day..

making yourself tied with the bond that you are somehow bound to face as an individual in the profession, somehow, i feel like, it should be worth the moments that i had.. when theory versus practical becomes enemies, the bonding suffers...

i dunno what i'm talking about but the rational of what i think i'm writing is,

well, if you have a good relationship with the students, they are just little angels with a lot of surprises and you are trying to be theoretically stern with them so that they will behave in your class, will it work? i somehow find this difficult... maybe practically, if you are good with them, you don't have to be stern, but the thing is that, will the lesson gets going??? i wonder if you could understand what i mean... but pliss do..

just now was a moment worth a to be a memory of me, being a trainee...
those little hands were grabbing on my left hand pulling with all their might to stop me from getting into the car. (Sigh),, a lady of 22 years old, can't even have her feet standing firm just because of the pulling session with students of 9 years old!

The students were just so hard to let me go, that they keep on surrounding the car and stopping it that my friend claimed the car wasn't moving just because of those angels were standing in front of the car like crazeee...

i was very thankful that somebody who appeared to be very handsome and gentleman saved me like a "knight in shining armour" picking up all the little oranges that were blocking the way, only then the tires were able to roll on again... then the sad moment of seeing them running beside the car begging you not to go until you are out of the school starts.. i almost cried but lucky enough that they were running tearless...

i hope i'll meet them again soon...







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