CLASS SUPERVISOR

I've been a class supervisor for six years. I still can name them: 8E, 8G, 9D, 9H, 9B, and 9H. But this year I'm off with it. It wasn't my choice and it is not either now. It was just a mandate to be done.

I was happy to be with my class. We have closer relationship within each other, even I couldn't cover all well. But, I enjoyed being with them all year long.

To name few of the memories, there was a birthday surprise with cake and cute gift. Students are always sweet. There was photo sessions for year book. One of them was when I was highly pregnant and it was getting dark under drizzling sky. We were having a late photo session in the city park. It was amazing.

There were also some issues to deal, not only with students but parents as well. I was and still nervous every time I have to meet parents face to face, to deliver their students' report, and some news from school.

Dealing with students' report was out of my imagination, too. If only I knew that I would be a class supervisor, I would have had a simpler signature. But thank God, I didn't have to write the report all in my hand writing. 

In short, there were both sweet and bitter memories of being a class supervisor. I am blessed to meet all of them. And I miss them sometimes.

Keep on flourishing, kids. 

I hope I've fulfilled the mandate well.

TO DO LIST

The list is growing.
One by one they are coming.
They are not only dropping by.
To be done they are waiting.

Tik tok tik tok.
The clock is tickling.
And my time is running.

HANDWRITING NERVOUSNESS

Another thing tickles my nervousness this week.

Even I love being a teacher, never have I imagined that I would have to fight with my handwriting, too, especially in this computerized era.

I was asked to join the team to write the student graduation's certificate. That makes me nervous. But I have to face it.

Have a gut to be a teacher|? Be ready to have unexpected things to do.

BEING A TEACHER

"Why do I become a teacher?" That's a question given by my working partner in one session of today's training. And it refreshes my mind to flash back.

I have it in my blood. If I may say that. My parents are teachers. I live within a teacher family atmosphere. I am blend with it. And I enjoy it. 

I took my undergraduate related to teacher's education. And now, here I am, a teacher. It's been about nine years.

It is a combination between DNA in my blood and some other factors. It is nature and nurtured. 

There are still many things to improve to equip myself to be a better teacher. To flourish, especially, to be fruitful for those students I meet.

NERVOUS

Will be presenting a new program from the education and art ministry, the school literacy, at the school workshop today. I'm excited as this is related to something that I like, reading, books, writing and so forth. Yet, I feel nervous. 

The material is quite a lot as this is new with lots of practical explanation. It is hard for me to make it short. I have read the books and some references. I also have made the power point presentation. And now I'm writing it down to ease my nerve,

Well, I hope everything will be just fine.