Its Saturday already.
I thot this day would never come.
The whole week was pretty hectic for me.
It is very tiring and finally i had the whole day to myself!
I woke up very late today. Haha...
So happy...
On Tuesday,
I was called to relieved a P1 class.
I went to the teacher's table to put my thimgs and also to prepare what to do with the class.
I found nothing on the table.
I really mean NOTHING!
No textbooks, no worksheets, no instructions.
I am pretty fine when i saw that there were no instructions left for me.
I could come up what to teach the class spontaneously.
It's not a problem for me.
I looked all over the teachers table and found no textbook.
Ok, not a problem also. I could juz borrow one of the children's books.
I went to class, with juz markers.
I told the class to take out their books.
Guess wad?
Their books are in the lockers and the locker keys are locked. The key was nowhere to be found.
I was damn frustrated. The idiotic teacher locked all the cabinets.
Then, some of the kids returned their NKF cards.
I ticked their names and put the cards together with the others in the box in the classroom.
The day ended.
The next day, i was called to relieve the same school for 2 days for a P3 class.
I was preparing what to teach as usual when the teacher i relieved the day before approached me and asked me abt the NKF cards.
I told her that i put all the cards and ticked the names in blue.
She said that one of the kids said she gave the me card but i nv ticked her name and in the card contained money.
She was implying that i am careless and stupid, like i wanted to steal the pathetic money.
Crazy!
Who would want to steal a few dollars?
I have my own dignity and pride.
I never am careless with money when i dealed with money.
She chided me and the teachers around heard it even tho hey pretended to ignore it.
I was seething quietly and turned the volume of my discman very loud.
Listening to Energy slowly calm me down...
On thursday, was the final day i taught the P3 class.
I told the class to give me a few more minutes to go thru the last worksheet and after that they wun see ever again. I added the last sentence jokingly.
They cheered and said that their teacher would be back the next day.
I smiled fakely but i was hurting inside.
I know that they are juz kids but i could not help feeling that they did not appreciate what i was doing with them.
On Friday,I had my first day of my period.
I was having a stomachache and was looking for panadol.
I called my bro to send me some but he refused.
I was so furious.
The kids under me that day suffered under my wrath.
Haha...
Well, served them right for making so much noise.
I was scolding them and the class was silent.
The teachers walking past looked into the class and was kind of surprised.
Haha...
Being a relief teacher is no fun.
It is pressurizing and will only lower my self-esteem.
Everyone thought being a relief teacher is great fun and easy.
They thought that you juz go in the class and tell the class to do their own work.
If i ever do that, the class would be in chaos!
Not only that, there is no dignity in being a relief teacher.
There is no one in the whole school who respect and appreciate what i had done.
No onel will ever notice my existence there.
The clerks and the teachers would juz ignore me.
They will happily apprached me and changed my time-table as they like it, not caring if i had the time to eat or not.
I really wonder why i still stick to relief teaching up till now and what makes me tolerate all these nonsense.
Some relief had a higher advantage then others.
Especially when the teacher is a handsome guy who is sporty and tall and young.
All the female teachers will take notice and would chat with him.
Even when i was introduced to him, i did not even try to chat with him.
He did not even attract me a bit.
But guess wad?
He loves playing basketball and apparently great with kids!
He has all the qualities that i look for in a guy which i thought only Kunda has.
Too bad i am not attracted to him even tho i know his hp no.
Haha....
