Aaaahhhhhh!!!
I had a ‘nightmare’ on October 23rd! A ‘frightening’ call from Pejabat Pelajaran Daerah (PPD), Kuala Terengganu branch REALLY GOT ME UP last Sunday. The PPD rep informed that my application for Guru KGSK was successfully approved and I was required to come to the office ASAP to collect my appointment letter. He said, “Your teaching duty will be starting tomorrow morning. Congratulations!”
Ironically, the good news was in fact bad news for me. I didn’t even feel thrilled as I was supposed to be. To be honest… I wasn’t fascinated to accept it. It’s all because I had already made up my mind, just wanted to keep staying at home for the rest of this year, may I? Urgh! Please stop whining Khairul Anuar.
OH MY GOD!
Ironically, the good news was in fact bad news for me. I didn’t even feel thrilled as I was supposed to be. To be honest… I wasn’t fascinated to accept it. It’s all because I had already made up my mind, just wanted to keep staying at home for the rest of this year, may I? Urgh! Please stop whining Khairul Anuar.
Well… I think I’ve worked enough, haven’t I?
1st – English Relief Tutor at a tutorial centre
2nd – Front Office Assistant a.k.a Receptionist at a 3-star hotel, and
3rd – a Sales Assistant at a sundry shop.
This didn’t cause me to reject the offer, nonetheless. I had to say ‘OK’. No choice, actually. Hmm… more fascinatingly, this simply means I’ve got the chance to be a relief teacher twice. Wait! A chance? Come on, this isn’t a chance for me. But why? Erm… doesn’t matter. I’m gonna tell you soon. Just keep reading!
The previous school I taught was Sek. Keb. Pulau Bahagia in Manir and presently at Sek. Keb. Seri Budiman – a primary school I had never dreamt of teaching in my life, ever!
On the first day I stepped into the school compound, I walked as usual {Ala.. baik tak payah cakap}. Not the least bit scared, nervous, anxious or anything. So very confident. School, you know, has been something quite ordinary for me. By the way, according to the Senior Assistant, the school is now lacking of English teachers and sorry, that one I can’t help. It’s kinda good news for primary school teachers-to-be, regrettably I’m only gonna be a secondary school teacher even though she recommended that I apply to be one of the school staff {Sape cakap guru dah cukup kat sekolah bandar?}.
FYI…
I’m taking over Mrs Halina Ibrahim, an English as well as Pendidikan Jasmani dan Kesihatan teacher. She is also a class teacher for Year 3 Takwa – oh my, another bad news for me! Besides teaching English for Year 3 and 2, I’ve to teach PJK for Year 2 as well. I used to teach English for Year 2 previously, so not a big problem.
However this is the first time I’m teaching English for Year 3. Anyways, no big deal. I can still live with that. Year 3 Takwa, 2 Siddiq and 2 Istiqamah – these are the only classes I’m teaching at the school. Year 3 is a bit fine for me whilst Year 2 Siddiq is the first class. Oh, I’m really very lucky. Nevertheless, Year 2 Istiqamah is, so sad to say, the most terrible class. I mean the last one. In other words, the methodology I need to utilize is sure distinct for both classes. Alright, scratch that!
Just like most schools in the country, the school mistress usually monopolizes the staff room. Do I care? Seriously NAY! The number of school masters if I’m not mistaken is no more than 15. No teachers as young as me there whom I can speak to. Hence, my communication turns a little bit limited and the interaction seems like no more than between a son and parents. What a life! I’m unable to converse with them that much and our topics are more into school matters or something like that. You know that.
What’s the school like for me?
So far, I so dislike going to the school. Neither has the reason got something to do with the school environment, for sure, nor the teachers or pupils. I’m just not prepared. That’s all. I intended to spend much more time at home. At least, it could make me feel more comfortable than being at the school, really.
I realize the school days for this year are only few weeks off. The pupils will be sitting their Final Year exams next week. Whoopee! After that, I will feel dizzy no more. No need to think about daily lesson plans and teaching methodologies anymore. Ah, so nice!
YET… STILL…
No more teaching is gonna take place doesn’t mean I’ll be idling away. Definitely, not really! I’m good only if had I to mark pupils’ English and PJK exam papers, but the worst thing is I’m a class teacher too. Shoot! I’m gonna deal with anything related to Year 3 Takwa pupils’ marks, textbooks to be returned, etc. Urgh! I loathe this so much! I wished I could escape, you know.
I’m not such a great motivator like Dr Fadilah Kamsah on TV, but I do motivate myself sometimes, “Why not give it a shot and it’s likely to be something better to do. Trust me.” Think positive! Ya, I know I never had experience as a class teacher, hope this might be such a golden opportunity for me to get learning and exploring. Hope so.
The class teacher is the busiest annually especially at the end of year, to my mind. Hey, maybe it’s merely my ridiculous assumption.
But… what if this position will burden me too much soon?
Cos it seems it really does.
Oh, no way!
Do wish me luck, guys.
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