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6/23/2008

F.R.U.S.T.R.A.T.E.D!

Posted by Chan chue lydia kha

WARNING.. this is a bitching post so please leave this post if you don't want your mood spoilt.



Teachers... Being a teacher is a 'noble job', teachers are meant to be 'sagas on the stage', building 'pillars of the nation'... WTH...

Teaching is not a 'noble job', in fact, it is a job which will make you INSANE!! I did not come out with this statement, in fact, ask any asylum, they will tell you that teachers score the highest percentage of psycho patients. And i am afraid sooner or later i will add on to this percentage if i were to step in 1 E again!

1 E, E stands for Ehsan.... but far from being Ehsan, they act more like Elephants!!!

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Today is Monday. and it is a known fact that all human beings, homo sapiens, suffer from Monday Blues. As a teacher, we too suffer from Monday Blues. [closing your eyes wishing hard that it is still Sunday and you don't have to get out of your cozy bed; we teachers do that too!] But sadly teachers are not allowed to have the blues, mainly because the students come to class all restless and undisciplined!!! and it is the teachers job to make sure that all students sit down on their seats and listen to your class!! THAT IS HARD!

on arriving at school today, I was given the relief slip. 4 relief classes [*nearly fainted] and to add on my own two periods!! Grrgh..... telling myself I can take this, piece of cake, I walk into 1 A, Maria's English class. I thought it will be an easy job to keep them in take as they were SUPPOSED to be the best Form 1 class in school.

'Class, hmm... do you wanna do your own work or should i teach you some English?'
'Do own work!!!' [in unison, loud and clear!]
'Ok, but make sure you keep your voices low ya.' (thinking: yay! less work to do!)

10 minutes later,

'Oi class, lower down your volume please...'

20 minutes later,

[like fish market where ppl shout till their lungs burst ]
'Oi class, what happen to your keep your voices low?!' (*angry)

(start teaching and playing language games for the remaining 50 minutes)
sigh!!!! i hate hate relief classes.




Next stop, 1 Elephant.


' Good afternoon class. How was your weekend?'

' Bagus Cikgu.'

Then one boy started the story about thier Kem Ibadat. 'Cikgu, cikgu, minggu lepas masa kem kami orang jumpa coli di kem kami. Besar o.. 40C.' (translation: teacher, teacher, last week during our camp, we found a bra in our camp. Big teacher, 40C.)

'huh?' 'apa jolly?'

'bukan la, coli... (while cupping his imaginary breast)

'OMG!!' (the boys were all grinning and talking at once)

(thinking that it was a joke...) 'true teacher, no joke... we gave it to our camp commander and he too was surprised.'

(gosh, a Islamic missionary camp and students are throwing bras around?! so much so for being alim... and so much for our education now a days)


ok, that is beside the issue... 15 minutes after the bell rang, two chinese boys came into my class lossing all their buttons on their shirt!! @#$@% asking them what did they do, they just say they went toilet. I was pissed and ask them to go take staple and staple back their shirt THIS INSTANT!!!

they thought i was joking, so they just start pulling out some cloth from the botton hole and temporarily hold their shirt in order. Another round of walking and monitoring around the class, I summoned the two boys to stand in front of the class on one foot and sholved them a staple to staple their botton. (thinking back, the scene was pretty funny as they need to balance their weight on one leg and staple their shirt at the same time with their friends laughing at them. But i was just angry.)

and then there were the numerous;

'Cikgu, boleh saya pegi tandas?'

'Cikgu, nak pegi solat'

'Cikgu, nak jumpa Cikgu......'

(I let them all out, thinking if they were out, the class will be easier to control)


But sadly, the remaining ones are the ones either suffering from Hyperactive Deficiency Syndrome or Monkey Act, Monkey Do Syndrome. Either one, they made me went out of the class all fumming and ready to kill!!! I swear i could have burnt a chicken chop to charcoal black at that very moment.

ARGH!!!!!!!!!!

That is why i am FRUSTRATED!!!





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