Becoming teacher is like a humanitarian in education line. You will meet a lot of the misfortune and less lucky ‘outcasts’. It is simply touching and at the same time overwhelming to be able to see the life through the innocent eyes of children. And to unearth the background of your pupils personally is simply moving and I just can’t help but feel blessed for the chance of being accepted into the education line. With passion and coupled with my strength in this forte, I am just enjoying it immensely and at the same time, the aspiration to make a difference in even one pupils’ life is crystallizing; day by day.
Today, SK Serendah organizes Open Day (Hari Terbuka) a.k.a. Report Cards Day; welcoming parents into the school compound and interact with them personally on their kids’ performances in school. This is my first experience and I have to say, I cherish this. It is nice to have tete-a-tete with parents; sharing opinions with the parents and discussing the kids’ characters. And of course, I am so happy that English and Science (subjects that I am teaching) marks increase and it’s all worth to be able to explain to the parents. Besides that, I also being transparent by asking each of the parents’ permission to execute penalties if it so happen the kids were misbehaving of being negligent throughout the lessons. Generally, most parents welcomed that graciously and it was really a nice feeling to hear parents thanking your hard efforts!
Anyway, I have an experience I would like to share. Of course, the name of the class and the pupils will not be disclosed. This pupil of mine is an obedient pupil and helpful. Always you can count on to do errands. But, always absent and homework-wise is mediocre. Nonetheless, very attentive during my subject. But I just found out that it is possible that the kid is being beaten harshly by the young stepmom. Colleagues began to tell the real story I never heard. A neighbouring kid told colleague that she heard this kid wailing and crying almost every nights; beaten. The stepmom is also very ambiguous. The father told the class teacher he already gave the school fee of RM60 (I am not sure; maybe RM50) to the stepmom to be given to the kid; but the kid said to class teacher that “Ibu” (stepmom) only gave Rm10 and will give it later – that was like 7 months ago!
Could it be that the dainty little kid is being tormenting by the evil stepmom in the house? I don’t know. This is all theories. But a discussion with colleagues nearly make our eyes water. It’s just sad. And that is reflected through the kid’s reaction when teachers show kindness or sense of love. For me, what makes me most emotional after hearing this reality was that when I remembered back the day I gave this kid fried bananas during Co-Curriculum. The kid was so attentive; looking very appreciative and keep uttering
“Eeei..Sir ni baiklah”
…as if the kid was never being shown LOVE. That is sad.
And I also remember the day I gave the kid little present for being excellent in one of homework, exuberance and appreciative excitement was obvious on the face. And the kid was drawn to me ever since. But of course, nagging and high-tone voice is common. I don’t exhibit favoritism in class. Those who commit wrongdoings will be penalized accordingly. But I always explain the rationale. Not because of hatred but to set discipline.
Now that I realized the story beyond the dainty face, I aspire to become the place of solace and be a better teacher for this kid. And also for all my pupils. Sir will try to serve the best for all of you, Insya Allah.