Assalamualaikum wbt. Peace be upon all of you. 😉
I’m still unable to fulfil my promise of publishing a new entry on Genesis of Zionism II. Blame the difficult thick indonesian dialect in the articles i had to go through. 😕 And also, blame the laziness that has overpowered me these last few weeks. 👿
I am now a teacher at a tuition center on weekends, besides teaching at home on weekdays. I teach modern math and additional math for form 4, the subjects that were not in my list on my resume. Physics and chemistry classes have not yet started since the students who gave in names for the classes are not ready to start the classes. 😐
There are only 5 students in my class. Days before i was so scared to start teaching because i imagined the class to be full of students, well, at least 10. On the day itself I was actually quite glad to have only a few number of them because i only gather them around my table to teach, rather than having to stand, write on board and talk loudly.
After my second class (last Saturday), i found myself telling mabah about a student in my class. He seemed not interested to study, and the way he sit and showed his bored face silently burned me into anger. But of course i didnt express my anger. ‘Muka kering’ was helpful. 😉
However, i kind of regret to share those kind of bad stories about my own student to mabah when finally i couldnt come out with anything helpful to solve the crisis. 😦
So, chekgu nurjannah, it is time for you to be more than a math teacher – be a murabbiah! 😀
Last weekend, i became a facilitator in a motivational course for form 5 (Lithium 0610). Most of the facilitators were from Fortress 0105. There were only two from de Fifa 0004. Hu. I just wished to have my girlfriends there. It would be very different with lots of fun. 😎
There were only 4 female facilitators. It was so good to have Adlin Nadia, Farah Husna and Ilham. An unexpected reunion. We didnt know each other well at school, but the 2days 1night program made us sisters! 😀
I believe the whole program was beneficial for the students especially the talks. The coordinator, Ucu, really had a plan in his mind on what kind of mentality to instil into the students and he really did so. Congratulations to Ucu and his team. I bet i wasnt helpful enough. Just helpful to add in numbers to female facilitators. Hu.
During the program, whenever i looked at the crowd of students, be it in group activities or talks in surau or outdoor games, i always wonder: if i were to be one of them, which one among the girls would i be? Because throughout my schooling years, i always felt myself being invisible. Hu. In class, I rarely answered questions, what more asked questions. Whenever i was in a meeting or in an assembly, i always asked myself: would anybody notice if i dont come? [Questioning whether i really was invisible to others. Not as an excuse to skip meeting and assembly :P] Guess what, now that i have grown up, when i asked the question to my friends they would laugh and say: NO. 😀 I talked a lot to those i knew. You notice too, right. 😉 So i couldnt be invisible to my friends and people around me. But to most of my juniors, yes, they saw me as a serious and quiet senior. Adlin Nadia said, when she knew i was coming for the program, she thought of what to chat with me. She said, would it be mere ‘Hye, how are you’ with lots of silence? I found the question funny. She really thought i was a quiet person. 😛
We only met Cikgu Azman, Ustazah Siti Esah, Ustazah Habsyah and few other new teachers. I really need to revisit saina to see the other teachers. Owh, windunye.
Saina changed a lot. The last time i came to visit was before Sabeelah’s wedding feast. Now, there is a 4-storey building under construction that you can see even when you are at the guard house. In the dining hall, the students have to use their own cutlery [Adlin and i borrowed from a form 4 junior 😉 ]. On Friday evening, we used to have general cleaning if not we study in Aspuri, but that day i saw many groups of girls studying under the shades in front of surau where volleyball courts, tennis courts, basketball courts and football field could be seen. To study there was a brave action i would say, because all the courts, field and the surau itself were full with boys and families (of the students). Though there was nothing to be scared off to, shyness of being in crowd of people didnt let us be exposed too much. I now agree that evolution has taken place. 😛
I managed to look at saina night skies. 🙂 But the moon was not out so it was quite dark. I miss being sky-holic at school.
I wanted to visit KH Sains Pertanian site badly. But i couldnt find time to do so. When i looked at it from far (the site is quite far away from other buildings) , i remembered we used to parcticed choir and choral speaking there. Then in form 2, we breed puyuh there. That was soooo fun. We fed the puyuhs, clean their cage [few enthusiastic girls really climbed into and clean the cage. I wasnt that enthusiastic. Hehe], and when they grew up, the boys slaughtered and clean them while the girls fried them. We had a big feast! 😀 Also at KH Sains Pertanian site, we used to plant ladyfingers and corns. I remember a shocking day when we found out half of our plantation had broken and bent to one side. I didnt believe it to be a sabotage done by students. They coulnt be too determined to do it on one night, on many plants, at a remote dark site at night without leaving any footprints. 😯 And at the same site, in form 3, each of us had a small plot of soil that we have to decorate. Siti Salwa and Nadiatul Shima had beautifully decorated theirs. 🙂 Mine was not only ugly but had been sabotaged by boys. They poured water till everything submerged and died. I didnt know who did that. But it showed that i surely had enemies on their side. 👿
Every year i went through there was so fun. I passed through each level of maturity with many things learnt. When i looked back, some memories were delightful, others were shameful. But i grew up anyway. 😉
All in all, i miss saina and my whole life there. 😆
p/s: May my days ahead are much brighter in Brighton. 😛