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Assalamualaikum W.B.T

My first year of teaching has been a very prosperous year for me. I learnt a lot from the experience especially from each and every individual that I dealt with every single day. And before the new semester commences  soon, I think it would be a great idea if I were to record my experience and feelings dealing with those SPECIAL people in my life as educator.
 

orientation week...everyone looks so kudus...hmm =P

Okay, let me start with this "one-and-only-TESL3" group. Technically, they are my tutees (read: they still are  at the moment until God decides otherwise..huhu) and of course I am their tutor.  FYI, totur-tutee is more like mentor-mentee, class teacher-students...things like that. Actually, I have no idea what kind of role a tutor assume because those days,when I was a teacher trainer, I dont really bother about this mentor-mentee thing. All I know is my mentor should be keeping all my records, certificates, forms whatever and I were to get his/her signature if anything. That's the only schemata I had about it. But then, upon reading this one particular book about tutorship provided by HEP, I was really struck by this phrase "tutor sebagai ibu bapa angkat". OMG, what kind of job is this? I have yet to get married and now I am assuming parents roles...well done!! hahaha (read: obviously this is a fake laugh...heh)

berjimba@Lata Belatan...amboi..sakan btul dorg nih..heh~

Okay, let me tell you this. Being a tutor to 18/19 years old teenage is a very  interesting experience I should say. I have 33 "kids" to be taken care of and I do not know if I did things well. I can't even take care of my one and only brother who is about the same age as them and now nahh...33...read: thirty three. Obviously,  as a teacher, I had faced even larger group than that. But as a tutor, this is my very first experience and I tell you, it's a totally different situation. DIFFERENT!!

raya@beloved KDRI...haha

Somehow or rather, I feel this is some kind of a BLESSING from God. To teach them, to get to know their backgrounds, characteristics and personalities, to motivate and advice them, to listen to  their problems  and concerns, to share stories and spend time with them...everything...everything feels so priceless to me. At times, I really feel like I am their mother (OMG, how I feel so "old" talking about this...heh). The thing is, whenever something happened to them, like having fever, being sick and thus needed to be hospitalized, getting injured when playing sports, being badmouthed by others...I dont know why but I worried like hell (see...it sounded so much like a concern mummy aite...bluekk =P). It's not that I never remind myself that; "come on, they are just your students...STUDENTS!!" but I couldn't help myself from feeling what I feel. I have no idea why I feel so connected with them that I could feel so hurt if people talk bad about them and if they dissapoint me. Yeah, blame my high expectation towards them but this is how this person works. If I considered that person as someone close to me, I would have high expectation towards that person and the best part is, I would assume that person to understand what I expect them to do...too bad...too bad...haha.

random picas we took together (^_^)

One thing for sure, I will definitely remember what I had gone through with them. I do not know if I'd still be their tutor next semester. But whatever it is, I am so thankful for THE opportunity given by God. Not a single minute in my life, I ever regret having them as tutees. I always believe how good or bad things are, the only thing that God wants is for me to experience the best...and I am so grateful for that.

futsal time..and yeay the girls won it!! boys, jgn sdey k...u r still superb to me =D

    
To all my tutees, thank you for the wonderful moments that we shared together. I can't promise I would be the same person that you used to know because PEOPLE CHANGE. The only thing that would not change is the fact that we used to be one happy family before and whatever I did, my actions, words, feelings towards you are real...not fake ;)

annual dinner...tq 4 d cake guys =)

class photo...omg, i'm so stiff..haha~

Salam~