What can I say; Alhamdulillah- Praises to Almighty SWT for the miraculous experience! Thanks to Acyclovir and Calamine lotion, my chicken pox boils recede within merely a week. According to Mak, this is actually quite fast in comparison to the olden days where usually chicken pox could be vicious. The infected person would have to let all the boils popped out and then bear the itchiness and lied down upon a special leaf to ease the itchiness. Usually, the face would be full of the boils and could be quite grotesque! Even Tok, my grandmother was quite shocked to see my face back to normal facade merely within a week. Alhamdulillah!
It was an experience for me. It tested my emotional, mental and physical strengths- if not to the fullest; to a certain degrees. Imagine that you have to be out in the opening with your body containing contagious virus and your skin seemed dirty and grotesque?! Skeptical eyes were curious and sneered upon you- you can’t blame them to be that because by right you are supposed to be in isolated place; but because the attendace in KISSM course -Kursus Induksi Sistem Saraan Malaysia is such an imprtant course that I had to put everything aside and focus to simply make my attendance possible. But of course, I had the greatest classmates KPLI Science 1- they tried to act as if it was nothing and accompanied me to take meal during the gap of the sessions although it was actually quite contagious. To avoid public mingling, we always go to a secluded kafe; thanks Raymond, Nurul, Kak Yus, Sarah and Sue for being great companies; and also to my monitor Aidi who are very caring; also to respective lecturers like Miss Tina and my mentor, Puan Amani. It may seem cliche but when you were in that kind of position where your morale is plunged down into the abyss, helping hands and presence of friends around literally will lift you up.
Anyway, yesterday was my first outing get-together with everyone since I contracted the chicken pox; we went to Alor Star to commemorate the farewell of our one year tenure as teacher-trainee in IPGM Kampus Darulaman. It was a close-knitted and nostalgic event, I would say. Sincerely and honestly, I am glad I left my banking career and made a bold decision to choose teacher as my career and been blessed with opportunity to meet these wonderful people; my coursemates are the best. They tolerate my tantrums and trivial shenannigans and we are so like brothers and sisters. Throughout the span of 11 months here (commencing on 12th January 2009- refer to my old ENTRY), we had experienced all the ups and downs together as one unit.
It does seem like a blink of an eye. I’ve learned so many things during this course – First impression ISN’T always correct; being a teacher is not a bed of roses or simple like I used to think; I have to be strong mentally, physically and emotional to battle against public’s cynical and typical stigma.
KISSM will be over on this Wednesday (the exam!) and after that I will know the posting where I am about to teach. Mentally, I have already prepare myself for the worst- rural remote Borneo although rumors has it that this year, we may not being deport to the rural areas; still, I take this as challenge and adventure in life. Not everyone has the opportunity to mingle with ordinary people and do a bit of humanitarian deeds along the way. I guess maybe because I’ve always known that I destined to make a change in some poeple’s lives. I guess that is why I am drawn to Angie’s humanitarian side (apart of her weird fetish; like me). She’s like a role model and it is exciting to be able to inspire other people and contribute to a betterment of a person.
It’s like a saying in “Mulan” that I always remember – “One grain can tip the scale and is a difference between victory and defeat.”