When other schools already began their End of Year holidays, my school’s was halted due to an already-planned collective Hari Raya Aidiladha celebration on Friday which happened to be the last day of schooling calendar in 2010. Initially, I was assigned to ‘skinned off-and-cut-the-meat’ but to my delight (hehehe), there were a lot of other experienced men who voluntarily did the task. Nonetheless, it was still a new experience for me (being a town boy) to witness this sacrificial ritual. On whole, it was indeed a brilliant plan held as a platform for parents and teachers mingling with each other and for the whole school to bond with one another. Kudos to the committee!
With Friday, 19th November 2010, it has already been a year since I become a teacher. A year haul passes within a blink of an eye, I feel. A year full with introductory phases to the teaching world in Malaysia. An introductory phase to the political atmosphere in education world. An introductory phase to master the arts of teaching and tackling pupils’ interests. An introductory phase to get familiarize with the working culture in typical Malay cliques. An introductory phase to identify the curves and the bends on trustworthy colleagues, superiors and cultures etched when one becomes a Government civilian.
I have to say that from the fateful date of 4th January 2010 when I began the tenure until 19th November 2010, I have had the most valuable and pleasurable experience as a greenhorn teacher. I have been blessed with colleagues and seniors who are generous in helping me to master the arts of teaching and imparting knowledge- especially in Science & English. A warm appreciation dedicated to my Science Panel and also to the English Panel! Besides, the other colleagues are also very generous in sharing knowledge about their experiences and I really appreciate that.
I have to say that the toughest and most enduring challenge of the year would be on 19th July (if I am not mistaken; we can always check the entry in the blog!) when I was attacked by the parents of a pupil who accused me for ‘beating’ her. It was a shocking experience and I got tired when rumors speculated by strangers’ mouths. Luckily, most of the colleagues were being supportive because it always happened here- where parents think they hold the power and attacking teachers at the school sound like a ‘grandeur’ act for a small town inhabitant. My appreciation to my English Panel sisters for the moral support and it did help to assuage the system.
And so happened that after the incident, the girl became ‘one-of-a-kind’. Always hanging around at the place where I parked my motorcycle in the morning and tried to cut my paths and eyes. I was like – “Hello? Maybe you are having hormonal problem but I ain’t gonna make appease with you not until you parents come and ask for forgiveness. I would act normal but I ain’t gonna treat you friendly like how I am treating the other pupils, get it?!!” Of course, this is not voiced out verbally. Hahahaha. Suit her right!
And of course it makes a bittersweet end of the year as a pupil of mine, Vimalan is moving away from Serendah. He was a 4 Flexible pupil and a part of a little ‘gung-ho’ clique called Top 36. Nonetheless, a diligent pupil when comes in English lesson. And for the final exam, he scored 52% which was considerably a good result given the fact he was in 4 Flexible. I will miss him and pray that he will have success ahead in his life. I am always a teacher who exhibits entity of ONE MALAYSIA. I love all my pupils irregardless their races or entities. The adult Malaysians now are becoming more vicious and prejudices amongst each other and I DON”T WANT THAT TO HAPPEN TO THE YOUNGER GENERATION. With all my might, I will try to nurture them the mutual respect towards other races. That’s my ambition.
On whole, Alhamdulillah for all. I hope Allah SWT will bestow my paths with ease and bless for the upcoming years, Insya Allah.