Being a teacher is all being the manoeuvrer of all trades; a Malay maxim describes teacher as a candle that burns itself; melting the wax just to shine up the way around. We are teachers on papers; realistically, we are parents, babysitters & guards (towards the children); clerks (documentation and paperwork); actors, singers & clowns (during lessons so that the process of learning-and-teaching runs smoothly and enjoyable); traffic policemen (during events or election where schools are used); optometrists & nutritionists (class teachers are to measure weights & heights of pupils; free food for poor pupils) ; interior designers (for events involving VIPS, annual affairs, etc) and the list goes on. Regardless of those, I love my career now. And the core of my job which is to impart and convey knowledge to the budding generation of Malaysians.
My life now is a far cry from the glamorous nature of corporate life I was first introduced when I started jumping into the working phase as a banker. A low-key career as a teacher; but I have the most satisfying job professionally and personally; which is in sync with my nature of upbringing- simplicity. I get to educate the youngsters and this really give satisfaction as a way for me to give back as a token of gratitude towards whatever bless God SWT has bestowed upon me. Besides, life as a teacher demands a great deal to be an authentic socialite. Not like corporate mooshies I used to be exposed towards to – hotels dining and kissing-asses-for-financing-or-tender-procurement or brushing shoulders with CEOs or VIPs; this is to mingle with lay men and to brush up the etiquette when dealing with illiterate people. I get to see humanitarian side of the world when I become a teacher and my empathic radar has become very sensitive; especially seeing people around me who are less fortunate and downtrodden.
Yesterday, I visited Kak Rahimah, an Ustazah in my school who happened to be my neighbour-at-Teacher’s Room. She was warded and had minor surgery on her leg due to diabetes. For me, I was amazed and at the same time humbled and empathic to see her struggling with God’s Test; her husband became blind approximately 2 years ago and she becomes the main catalyst for her family. A woman who was full with doubts on how to manoeuvre the life when her man became blind emerged as a strong woman who fought the odds and with faith as her guidance. To add salt to the wounds, bureaucracy shenanigan in Selayang Hospital (which by the way is well-known for its notorious reputation as fussy, slow and ineffective hospitality service!) when she badly needed to be treated due to her diabetes was really patience-testing.
Imagine, she went to the hospital around 11.35 A.M.; around 2 P.M. only she was asked to be X-rayed; 4 P.M. blood was taken; AND THEN, SHE HAD TO WAIT ANOTHER 4 HOURS BECAUSE THE NURSE DIDN’T NOTICE HER EXISTENCE- ONLY WHEN SHE CRIED IN PAIN THAT THE NURSE TOOK HER SECOND BLOOD PRESSURE READING!!! She didn’t take any meals except for the breakfast she had early in the morning; she then decided to go back around 11.30 P.M. but just about she was to go out, the nurse called out for her to take another test!! But she had to refuse because she was so weak at that time! Imagine waiting 3 hours for nothing and when you decided to go back then only the persons in particular called you up???
I was so angry and sad to hear this story! I just hope that Kak Im (affectionate call for Kak Rahimah) will gather strength to overcome these tests from Allah SWT, Insya Allah.
Apart from that, there are also colleagues who are being tested by Allah SWT; some are tested with physical ailments; some are tested with mystical supernatural ailments; Masya Allah. It’s delicate to peruse everything here but all I want to say is that, I hope for the best for people around me. Insya Allah, God SWT will never desert us.
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