ok lets take a deep breath shall we?
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I LOVE BEING A TEACHER!ok so that's said and done.
heh.
yes, the one job that was striked off from my "POSSIBLE OCCUPATION PROSPECTS" proved to be a very attractive one. at least as of now.
so what made the change of mind anywhere possible?i became an unofficial
religious teacher today. i taught not one, not two, but
three classes - ranging from young 'uns to those in their adolescent years. it was fun and challenging at the same time. mind you, im not teaching english/maths/science here! its religion-based! i cant possibly spew anything and hope that its true. i'l be $#%%^@#$ if i did that. religion is one thing that you should not fool around with.
anyway, i loved the feeling of standing in front of the class, in front of the 20-odd people who's staring at you, waiting for you to say something. it started out quite awkward actually, i mean, i was the only person blabbing on and on trying to make the lesson more interesting. alhamdulillah, the class got the hang of it and interacted more. and the flow was there. i yakked on and on - relevant to the topic of course! - and everybody would be hyped up and participating. trust me, the kind of things that you'll get from these kids - classic! everybody ended up laughing so hard (and loud at that), that another teacher came to check what the commotion was about. luckily, in spite of all the fun that we were having, i managed to get the message across. it was all smooth sailing, with active participation from the kids, even those who were probably older than me (though they might not know it). well, all but one class.
it was an all-boys class. [what did you expect?]
oh boy. they were active alright. in fact, too active. actually it could be in a good way, if that one guy wasnt present. why? he came in late, when i had already started teaching, and without knowing head or tail of whats happening, began challenging and questioning everything i said. trust me, both my partner and I were stunned for a while. there he sat, with a cheeky grin smack on his face, asking questions to totally irrelevant topics. and when he subsequently managed to grasp the fact that i was teaching something, he began giving straight comments and challenging everything. again.
its fine that he's participating actively. but the fact that he's so impatient and contradicting towards himself kinds of puts you off. its like he's trying to undermine you and really make it hard. hello, we're on attachment here!! so being me, i challenged him back with my own hard facts. so you guessed it,
a heated debate started. it was frustrating at first cos he would interrupt every time i'm talking, and when i try to divert the class back to the hadith that i was teaching, he digress again. $#%$@!#$%# luckily the rest of the class managed to stop him - just in time for them to recite the doa to go home. great. i didnt even get to complete the topic.
that guy gave me such a heart attack!but i guess, thats where the fun is right?
so to the classes that i taught today, with whom i really enjoyed the time spent teaching hadith and akhlak,
a) PR2/2 [mixed]
b) R 3/1 [boys]
c) R 3/2 [girls]
THANKS FOR COOPERATING!
* actually, this stint was an attachment project for my final year in this particular religious institution. heh!
i was offered to come and stand in for some other teachers again though. part time job? hmmm, i dont think they'll pay though.. :(