My student..oh my students..

I am teaching remove class this year. i teach an art subject. There are only ten students in the class. After teaching them for 3 months, i notice that every student in the class has different characters. But, now I'm called to tell you about a chinese boy. his name is Tan Meng Hong.He is a short and the fattest boy in the class. He has plump cheeks and a pair of small eyes. His behaviour is so unpredictable. Sometimes, he is so talkative and sometimes he is so quiet. He has 4 siblings and I have taught two of his brothers 3 years ago.( Only Allah knows how naughty his brother were!) Emmm...I'm so grateful that he is the youngest in the family.

He has annoyed habit which is he likes to bend and bite his fingernails(right and left hands). I am informed by his friends that he will do so if he feels so mad to anybody. I can see marks of his bite.It is so irritating and annoying. I have asked him to stop biting his fingernails but he juts out his tongue to me. I ask him to behave.( be patience.. I coax myself).What an impolite student!The other bad habit of his is he just blows his flu up on his school uniform. His uniform is never ironed. As a result, he looks so untidy and messy.

After recess, he will enter the class 5 minutes late. He sweats heavily as his shirt obviously wet. Without wearing inner shirts, he looks terrible and smell extremely bad. I want to vommit...Wuheeek!!!!.I don't mean to insult him but i couldn't stand of his smell so i him to stay away from me. I had a total headache. Maybe, i need to take my air freshner and sprinkle it on him next time.

One day, i asked him to sweep the floor. I spoke as nicely as possible.." Meng Hong, could you please sweep the floor of your class? Your class is so dirty and rubbish is eveywhere. Perhaps you can lend you hand by sweeping and picking the rubbish up".I asked.He abruptly stood up. He walked straight to the back of the class and took a broom. What an unexpectable action! He twisted the broom as he was singing a chinese song. Dust was spreading in the class. I had a cough. He was laughing satisfyingly. I stared at him seriously. He nodded and started lifting the chairs up and swept the floor outstandingly. I praised him for his kindness.

One of his hobby is watching the beautiful teachers or the cute girl students. He keeps calling the practical teachers ( all the teachers are bachelor) when they pass by his class. Without thinking long, he would go out and follow them just to say 'hi'. He never asks my permission from me to go out at all. All his friends would tease him by laughing and mocking. He doesn't bother what other students say about him. As long as he is happy, nobody can stop him from doing anything.

Last week, there were two girls who came into my class. They brought a container with them. They were asking my permission to collect donation. The money would be given to the unfortunete students. He was the first to stand up. He took out RM1 from his wallet and gave the money away. Emm..he was quite generous. I whispered to myself. I hope he will be more matured and more loving and caring of himself.

THE BIG WAVE " TSUNAMI"...

It was Friday morning. I arrived at 7.30am at the school. It was 10 minutes late than usual ( my daughter wanted to go to the toilet at the last minute to send her to my mom’s home). I read the note beside the punch-card machine… “ taklimat guru at dataran Tun Abdul Razak”. I wondered why teacher’s meeting would be held at Dataran Tun Abdul Razak? The teacher’s meeting should be held at the Meeting Room. After the students were dismissed from the assembly and went to their class, the teachers gathered.
The principal greeted all the teachers. Then, he started to tell us the main purpose why he asked us to gather. Jabatan Pelajaran Selangor wanted to make redeployment to all the teachers throughout Selangor. JPNS obtained information that there were some districts have overloaded with teachers. The districts were Sabak Bernam, Hulu Selangor and Hulu Langat. There were 9 excessive number ofteachers at Munshi Abdullah. So, all these teacher need to be transferred to other school in the OTHER DISTRICTS. Oh Allah, why my heart was pounding so quickly…I was automatically panicked and nervous. Was I the one would be transferred?? My mind suddenly blanked and speechless..
Mr Principal told us, this opportunity was opened to the teacher who were willing to move to other schools in other districts such as Klang, Petaling, Kuala Selangor.. Those were in city areas. Secondly, those applied to move from this school had high potential to be transferred. Thirdly, the best candidates who would be transferred were the bachelor teachers. Everyone kept quiet and the time froze for a few seconds…the last but not least, his statement really terrified me..Or ANYBODY THAT HE THOUGHT SHOULD BE TRANSFERRED INCLUDING MARRIED TEACHERS. My knees were shivering.
Those who interested in this opportunity could see and offered themselves to the principal by 9am. We had only an hour to decide. But, I didn’t see it as a golden opportunity but it was like a big disaster overwhelmed this school. It was hard for everybody to make a decision especially for US( my hubby and I) who were born here.
Since then, all the teachers were disturbed by the meeting. There are so many speculations and everybody made their own assumptions who were going to be transferred. I hear so many rumors. Which one is right? I am not sure. To be honest, I’m not thinking about other people’s destiny..i keep thinking of my fate..Oh Allah..Undeniably, you knew what is better for us. But the problem was, could I accept the reality ? Oh Allah.. give me chance to take care of my parents and do some good things to them by staying in Sg Air Tawar ..i want to pay off their deeds towards me..amin

C++ programming class

I got a headache.I didn't understand what she was talking about..i got sleepy.I was Yawning broadly..Luckily, nobody noticed me.AHAKS..Time for copying the note.That was no problem..i did it. At the hostel i didn't look at the notes at all..just put the note nicely on my desk. That was my C++ class routine. Oh ya! if i had tutorial, i just copied from my bestfriend who stayed next to my room.What an easy life!
The next day was the practical class. We had to sit for hours in front of the computer to make c++ programming. I felt time went by too slowly...an hour was like a year in the computer laboratory.I thought that was normal when we are doing things that we were not interested in.I swore i didn't know what i was doing.Just copied the programming from my friend who sat next to me.honestly, it made my neck ache.
Programming was very sensitive..if we missed to put a fullstop or comma, it will be a big error. (just information for those never learn programming course).
i felt like someone punched my stomach right away when my lecturer called my name.What a disaster!! Oh Allah, please help me...speechless..My lecturer asked me to present every single line of what i had done to my friends.What a great shame! i had no choice..i had to admit that i understood nothing. After asking for forgiveness, i ran straight to the toilet..i cried my heart out!
Unexpectedly, my lecturer followed me to the toilet. She pacified me..i expressed all my feeling about the subject.She promised to help me. Since at moment on, i determined to try my best.To cut a long story short, I got A in the C++ programming subject.Thanks a lot to my beloved lecturer, Pn Siti Zaharah...Suprisingly, she said she made my story as her source of motivation to my juniors.

The Precious Moment in my life...(part 1)

When i was in form 3, i was in a gang...i was proud of my gang because they were well-known students in my school. i was a low-profile student and perhaps my teachers didn't reliaze my existance there!haha..( Now,if i meet my x-teacher i will greet them but they will ask me who i am and who my friends' were. If i mention all these names she/he will say..OOOOOOO.It means they really know my friends at that time. Today, i am called to share some sweet memories with them..first of all, i apologize to all of you who are listed here.hehehe...

1. Sari Intan Nordiana bt Md Saleh..
She was a genius. i admired her in silence. She was a happy go lucky person. She was very humble as well. When an examination was just around the corner, we would study together..She never brag that she knew the answers to all the questions..sometimes she asked me to explain something she didn't understand.Why would an 'A' student ask me question??? confused...:))
She studied smartly. She didn't burn her midnight oil to study...even when we were studing, she would be sleeping.I thought she kept a chip in her brain, that was why she can absorb and memorize all the facts easily. I sometimes wondered if the answer scheme were on her fingertips! awesome!Nobody was able to grab her top spot place in monthly test or examination result in our class..bravo.
Anyway, She got 9As in PMR.She was offered to futher her studies at SMK Aminuddin Baki,K.Lumpur.She kept giving her best in her study..She got 9A's in SPM.
She continued her studies in medical course at Melbourne University. Now, she is a doctor and the wife of an engineer..

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Attending blogging course at STARPutra..

Abg, iha, ira and i attended a blogging course..wow! It was a good activity during school holidays.So, there was no sleeping time(bangkong..jawanese language)at home. We spent few hours there.i taught my sisters how to put the contents in their blog. They really excited to know about it. How lucky they are because they are exposed to the tecnology as early as their age..

My posts in 2010...

These are all my posts..

i. Penyelaras bilik APD ( Pusat Sumber)
ii. Guru tingkatan 5 Perdagangan
iii. Pen. Setiausaha Peperiksaan Dalaman
iv. Guru Rekod Disiplin tingkatan 5 dan 6
v. Jurulatih merentas desa
vi. Guru anggota Kadet Polis
vii. Pen. Ketua Kelab Permainan Ping Pong

emm...i wish i can cope all the challenges..insyaallah.