Review of my training months. (Part 1)

"Be not afraid of greatness; some are born great, some achieve greatness, and others have greatness thrust upon them."

William Shakespeare

Oh boy, this is going to be tough...

The first time I stepped my feet on the soil of SMKSI: "Not bad." (So, I have set my hope high)...Oh, I met my first friend today; Auntie Liza. I love you dearly my angel!

The first day of SOP: "Still not too bad." (The hopes and dreams were still high)

The first Friday of SOP: "What?, Kene mengecat Blok D?! Boy, at least I have made some friends with students who thought I am a transfer student from other school...;p

The very first day of practicum (15/6): It's my first time attending the weekly assembly at the Dewan. I was awkward since I was the only boy on the stage..till En Hijazi, Mr Selva n Mr Arud joined us. And this is the first time the Principal and En Hijazi introduced Ifa and I to all evening students. Getting to know with each other was seriously fun and full of laughter...I mean with the teachers...(I wondered how it would have been getting to know with students..).. Been assigned to take over Sir Arud's classes (2C and 2D) plus two classes of Pendidikan Moral for En Hijazi (1C and 1E)...Oh boy...I was clueless..but I took it with open arms. ;p

The next day: All geared up for observations (SOP Report Part C). What a surprise!!! 2D was like a damaged hell!!! I cried behind Blok A (don't underestimate the feminine side of a guy!) Lucky for me that Auntie Liza was there to comfort me....She's like a mother I never had... Oh yeah, today is the day I witnessed my hopes and dreams went down the drain...'swoosh' just like that... ;(

The 3rd day: Another round of observation with 2C. It was a better hell I guess... Cool, at least, there were 4 or 5 students who wanted to learn... Cool... Suddenly, Sir Arud introduced me to the class.... With my 'poyo-ness' act; I spoke like some kind of freak who's blinded by the colors of 1 Malaysia...ahax... Nevermind...

The first Thursday: My very first official weekly meeting with all teachers. Out of nowhere, the Principal (Pn Hjh Mawarni) introduced the four of us; Nua, Ika, Ifa and I publicly... I felt like a celebrity...with the red carpet and warmth welcoming speech from everyone...cool.. Thanks for welcoming us! OK, this is the first time I walked in 2D to teach for real! They were so rude and the class was merely looking like a haunted zoo! There were gangs as well...I think...4 different gangs at least. Guess what, this was the first time I learn to SHOUT! But, it was a huge bitch slap for me...as they could not care less...(due to my shouts and babbling in English)...they just did not get my points...Seriously, it was a one way communication... I felt terribly defeated that day...so I cried and had a chat with Auntie Liza... The teachers also gave me some useful tips... Thanks for comforting me especially to Kak Irtiza, Kak Halijah, Kak Fiza, Kak Shikin, Kak Aizan and Kak Fadiah for comforting me that evening! It meant a lot for me...still do somehow.

My very first Friday: Pergh..I was tooooooo early. The school normally starts at 2.30pm and I was already there from 12pm. I was just curious...and it was my first time; performing Solat Jumaat at Masjid Sultan Alam Shah, Jalan Raja Jumaat. I went there with the kindness of Anuar who offered me a ride. Thanks Nua....for everything. Teaching was ok. This was my first encounter with teaching Pendidikan Moral (Form 1). Again, I was clueless and had zero idea on how to start the class... So, I got to know with my students... They were nice... I think my first lesson plan for moral is one hell of a crap... Oh boy, I am a majestic crap, I guess.

The summary of my first week: I did a terrible mistake for communication. There was no connection with students especially with 2D. The ice-breaking was a disaster. The class was upside down... SO, my hopes and dreams were farfetched from its original place. I crumbled during my first week. I went home; crying and hogging to my housemates...and I reset everything. EVERYTHING...

I think I have to stop here... I need to take my shower. Daa.

....to be continued...