Tuesday, March 11, 2008
what it means to be a dedicated teacher
updated @
11:29 PM
my practicum friends and i once had a serious conversation about a teacher's life.
mainly of our job scope.
an educator. a counsellor. a parent to the pupils. a doctor. a runner. an admin staff. a secretary. a motivator. a joker. a clown. and lots more.
a teacher is an all-rounder. agree?
the family and i watched a malay drama, Projek Cerpen earlier on about a dedicated teacher who had to deal not only her own family problem but also the problems faced by her pupils.
it caught me into realisation about how demanding a teacher's job actually is.
it's true enough that we need an effective time management. to divide our time well.
but somehow, due to unforeseen circumstances, we tend to overlook on that. on other equally important committments.
the teacher had faced a similar past as one of her pupils.
so, it's no doubt that she would definitely put herself in her pupil's shoe and go all the way to help her pupil get back on the right track.
putting aside her responsibility as a mother to her maid, she went all the way, all night to track down her pupils' workplace at nightclubs.
without thinking of her own safety, that is. whatnot being at those red-light districts.
with most of the time being occupied with markings, meetings, teachings, paperwork, the husband mostly will turn astray.
common excuses of course are none other than, "im lonely" and "you neglect your resposibility as a wife".
it's true nonetheless but it's bullshit. yes, BULLSHIT.
that do not give you, as a husband to conveniently look for a replacement outside.
that will not resolve the issue. it will instead complicate matter, more problems arise.
especially having the children's happiness at stake. they're innocent.
didn't the wedding ring on your finger knock you hard to get back into reality while having an affair?
that you're a husband and a father, in case you had forgotten.
i know im being a one-sided here. i know a wife too can go astray. there're all kinds of people existed in this world anyway.
but this is based on the drama earlier on. and well, it's all about one's responsibility.
but i just can't take it the reason of a husband/boyfriend to make that useless excuse to be a trend in giving them the green light to have an affair.
amazingly, the dad couldn't agree more with this. lol.
the point of me writing this particular entry is simply two things.
one, the responsibilities that a teacher has to bear on his/her shoulder.
two, the support that a teacher gets from his/her family (most importantly) and others.
ever since the day i decided to be a teacher, the parents and relatives without fail love to tease me whenever they could.
like how great a teacher is.
like how huge a teacher's pay is (apparently not).
like how intelligent a teacher should be (yeah, like Albert Einstein? -_-).
like how a teacher should not make a single mistake (excuse muah, we're humans who make mistakes too).
like how a teacher should set good examples.
like how a teacher is responsible for the pupils' development of intelligence.
and so on. the list never ends.
so, tell me...how can i not be stress?
but of course, i learnt how to deal with it. it's pointless anyway to keep on whining, right?
so take that as a challenge. deal it. then prove it.
one common way of me dealing with it just so they could keep their mouth to themselves;
if all teachers have to know everything, then we're God already huh?
but i know the parents won't put me into the extreme pressure which i couldn't handle.
they've given more than enough support of a lifetime.
especially mum, she's understanding enough to not make herself as a difficult parent whenever she has to attend the parents' meeting session with her children's subject teachers.
she loves it when teachers often call home to tell about her child's progress be it good or bad.
she even allow my lil' brother's form teacher to just cane him whenever he misbehaved or did badly in exams.
of course, the form teacher won't do that if he still wants his job. lol!
we can't use the same old strategy like we used to, right?
like use a long thin rattan to cane the pupil's hand or even stand on the chair throughout the lesson.
you'll get lots of complains or get called in the principal's office if ever the same old strategy is being practiced in the modern world now.
even making the pupils stay back for recess due to inefficiency in doing their homework make me think twice.
having complains is one worry. but i can't bear myself to make them stay back for recess and let them starve throughout a whole day of school.
i know how it feels to be starving and not able to concentrate in class while your stomach's growling. sigh!
luckily for other tactics, it works well in disciplining them, making sure their learning is right on track at the same time.
i suddenly remembered another conversation buddy and i had over our TGIF meetup.
reminiscing our teenage life back in primary/secondary school.
how we actually dragged ourselves in coming for our geography's class for we hate that unreasonable teacher.
how we make fun of certain teachers.
how the malay boys made our malay teacher cried suddenly of their misbehave.
how we took teachers for granted for their efforts and patience in educating us.
now, we know how easy for the teacher to just enter the class and teach.
but how tedious and efforts (in days) being put into preparing the lesson for merely 1 or 2 periods (30-60 min).
just for us, pupils. =(
now, i know. yes, i realised it ever since the day i wanted to be a teacher.
an aspiring one, i hope. insyaallah.
and babyku, i hope in time to come, you'll provide me endless support that i need if ever we get to be married.
no matter what happens, we'll try to have our usual heart-to-heart session alright. pinky promise!
i guess it's time for me to get myself right on track too on my lesson plans after much ramblings in late nights.
sigh! what to do? i just need to side-track for awhile from the normal routine of lesson planning.
even my brain needs a break aye!
ok, adios. no more time-wasting.Labels: late nights, random
