Log 10th of August (Sunday) Sunny ;)
10.30 morning
It's already 10.30 in the morning...Man, this is the first time I've dated with Uncle Zhou for so long. We usually end our dates before 8 a.m. or even before sunrise. Nevermind, since I get the chance to sleep for THIS LONG, I might as well snooze somemore!!
12.30 afternoon
WHAT!?!? GANTI!?!? YOU MEAN HE DID'T COME!?!? IN HALF AN HOUR!??! Oh god, I haven't even taken my lunch yet!! I wanted to eat curry mee as usual for my lovely Sundays but what!?!? G-A-N-T-I!! This time I'll be taking chicken rice which made me not so disgrunted because the food was sumptuous. "Can I take a dic in??" "Yes you may, hey, why don't you teach more low-leveled classes?" "What!? No! This doesn't work!" I wasn't happy with the fact because last time...................
"What am I gonna do? I've forgotten Madam Tan's taking a leave today." Sighed my dad. " Hey! Maybe I could teach her class for a day", thinking that was a good joke. "Oh yeah! Razor, take these papers! You'll need them and don't forget that you are only replacing her for a day, so drag the time!". I was like "What? I was just joking" I was still in my uniform and pungent smell arose from my body. I had no choice but to help my father, so I got myself in. At first, the class wasn't so bad, I got to teach them a few words such as "boastful" and some simple usage of the word "of". They can't understand it well if I said boastful means proud, instead, I said it's sombong in Malay. To my surprise, one kid perli me that I used malay to teach them. Well! It's because you guys are too noob that I had to use Malay!! He's no match for me when it comes to vocabulary so I'll just spare him. I don't want to get in a fight too. One eye's shuted and I ignored him for his speak-without-thinking ways. I let them played hangman after a day's hard work and it seems that the girls were outnumbered by two. Six boys versus four girls. I don't look down on numbers but I kept using the sentence : " They are girls, won't you guys be a bit more gentlemen and let them have more time?". The girls was taking a long time to decide on a letter.On the other hand, the boys' team are one of the best team I've seen. They gathered together and like a team of American footballers who are planning. They were smart. The results? The boys won all four rounds. I had finished my job at 9.30 night and put my fingers back to the keys.Still can't prove to myself that number doesn't matters.
1.00 afternoon to 2.30 afternoon
This was what happened. To my surprise, this time I'll be teaching kids. My dad gave me some words : "Their English are poor". And so, took my papers and dictionary that I thought I would be using but no to a classroom. 50% of them were present and there were only two of them, both boys. They were just 7 years old. I started the class by handing them so papers. Surprisingly, they don't even know the meaning of "parents" and "grandparents". I am going to have a tough time teaching them. I thought they should be knowing this by the earlier half of the year. I had to DRAW a family tree. The problem is that I had to draw faces of grandpa,grandma,papa,mama and so on. I am not good at drawing people but forts, tanks, soldiers,generals are my stuff. I can't draw a grandmother with a soldier-shaped face. Eww...That would be so...abnormal.So I followed my paper and I did it! It wasn't so bad. They didn't say anything about the drawing. Ong Yi Tat came and I handed him the papers. He was quite decent until he and the other kids can't stand sitting for so long. They chased each other around the classroom. I didn't stop them but told them to be careful (P.S. Kids are hyperactive). Ahmad came after a few minutes. He's a Malay kid with a Billabong bag. Also, he's a obedient and disciplined boy. He didn't go screaming and running around like the world's gonna end tomorrow. He just sat down and did what I gave him. When I handed him the second paper, he finished it spanking fast. This was because the style of answering is same as the school had taught him such as : Rearranging the words into a correct sentence. The other three boys were impatient and still in page one when Ahmad was already zooming in page three. They wanted to copy Ahmad's answers because I had just taught them the "copy way" by writing my answers on the board for them to take example of. They had no idea of racism and treated Ahmad like he's their best friend. It makes me weep. Ok back to the topic. One moron kid thought my examples were exactly THE answers and copied them all. No!! They were examples!! Hahaha!!! He had to erase them all in the end. By 2.30 p.m., Ong Yi Tat and Ahmad were allowed to go first because they finished earlier. The first two boys had to finish the current question they were doing before their departure.Then, my father gave them what the kids called "presents". Finally!! I could continue my chicken rice which was messy.
11th of August (Monday) Sunny
I couldn't talk my dad out of bringing me to school at 7.15 a.m.!! I WANTED TO SLEEP LONGER!! So, here I was, in the school compound when the sunlight hasn't already shine on the field yet. I had to do so as my sister is a morning class student.
11.10 a.m. to 1.15 p.m
Ha!! Mr. Lee Chong Wei!!! The badminton star of Malaysia!! It's so good to watch him shine!! Haha, he was so cool striking 3 times!! I was enthralled in the match. The bell chime soon reminded me of my computer class. Nevermind, the teacher won't be THAT early. I watched and watched and after 2 minutes, only then I marched to the IT class. The class hasn't even started yet.
I WAS DAMNED BUSY ALL RIGHT!! They kept calling my names from every corner of the classroom!! Damn, they were surfing their stupid websites and wanted me to teach them because they didn't pay attention to the class!?!? I HAVE MY OWN PROJECT YOU KNOW!?!? Nevermind, as the IT class monitor, I'll forget about that and teach them. I ran and talked and talked and ran. Everybody's leaving. There's someone who hadn't finish their work. So I helped them. There was one I called "friend" who lied me when I asked her to sign out my e-mail. She owns a mail and couldn't get it open so I used mine to the send the files to her e-mail. Damn, she lied me that she didn't know HOW to SIGN OUT. And there I stood, left alone to death by helping her!!! This reminds me of a movie which a man got scolded the word " team mate" after he left his female team mate to death. When I came out of the class, the prefects were already patroling.No, I couldn't go down!! It would take much explaination!! So instead, I hid in 5C1/1F because I knew the class was empty. Just when I wanted to take a turn into the classroom, a prefect appeared, to my surprise, she was blind, haha!! Yes she was!! As Ng Torty said, the form 1 prefects are noobies. They really are. She thought I was morning class student just because I walked into the class. She didn't even bothered to see my nametag (Our nametags shows our age). There were two girls in the class and they couldn't be bothered with me. I took my time looking through my IT books which I would never do ( just to cover my nametag). When I saw the students getting into their classes, I followed. When I was dreaming in my class, a sound calling me from behind. "Ivy, why were you here this early?" I explained to her, tears were squeezing in my eyes. I can't believe this is actually happening to me!! I didn't cry. Well, I got a first-class ticket to the discipline room after my classmates were back. It seems that they had a sportcheck to check whether who's there at the assembly and who's not. Man, I didn't even have my breakfast nor lunch yet!!The teacher was smiling at me, either she's happy with my bad luck or happy with me getting pounded, I'm gonna show her that I ain't gonna get screwed!! So, I asked my IT teacher's signature to show that my reasons to miss the assembly and the discipline teacher let me go, it didn't even last 10 seconds. FROM THIS DAY ON, IF I EVER HELP ANYONE WHO DOESN'T PAY ATTENTION IN I.T. CLASS AND ALWAYS DEPEND ON ME, I QUIT FROM THE PHAN FAMILY!!!
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