Am rereading old journals for inspiration. And perspiring because it’s eternal summer and also because that tap has run dry – for now.
This one – both incidents and my juvenilia – is quite fun to reminisce/cringe over. (Also, I think I somehow violated the ‘clean wage’ policy by buying stuff for my students, or are hidden costs borne by teachers all along been legitimate? But then, sped teachers are not civil servants nor MOE employees..)
Monday, June 30, 2003
<< Primary (Five) Students >>
(This is only interesting if you happen to be in the teaching profession too, else it’s drier than dust. Fans of weepie auntie-agony dramas or bloodthirsty pirate tales of the corporate seas will only find wilted weeds here, and they are advised to seek greener pastures elsewhere.)
First Day of Semester 2. Their tentative first steps into the forbidding world of Primary 5. Confidence isn’t exactly overflowing when none of them have passed Primary 4.
* Only 5 kids to lord it over today as 2 went MIA.
Hali down with appendix problems and hospitalised. Sara is just… plain, mysteriously absent.
* Swamped with admin work right from the start.
Had the luck of being arrowed as the teacher I/C for the visit to the Asian Civilisation Museum on Thursday; never again will I take for granted the logistics behind organising an outing. The nightmare involved booking a bus (and chasing the approving staff for her, duh, approval), liaising with the museum staff, trying to pick out two of the more articulate kids to be interviewed by kaypoh journalists (which is ridiculous.. can’t we go on a simple outing without being pestered by the media?) and the most off-beat of all, having to find out if anyone’s allergic to milk.
* Having WL and Starlet burst into spontaneous cheers–complete with arms raised high in V-for-victory poses–when I announced my absence on Wednesday (cos of the stupid NE Day briefing at the National Stadium). Ungrateful wretches! They sure quieten down fast when I glared at them, though Starlet continued to keep beaming as if Britney Spears herself will be coming to relieve my class.
On the other hand, this could be slotted under highlights too cos I, erm, actually also want to cheer along. No class for a day! Rejoice!
* Scolded the star for being so very irresponsible last week. I’m getting to be an expert at scolding.
* They were rather taken by the mini-whiteboards I bought for them. No more slacking and day-dreaming during lessons, as they will have to write down their answers to my spot questions on the boards and flash them instantly. I wonder when they will realise the depth of my devious scheme.
* Probation over! I’m now confirmed (GTO). Unqualified and confirmed (GTO). Or, unqualified but confirmed (GTO)?
* More time with the primary (five) primates as one speech therapist is on maternity leave, causing out-of-class speech therapy sessions to be halved. (Mmm. Should this be under lowlights instead?)