end-of-school-year thoughts

Since I have the luxury of time, I might as well write something now.

So it seems like this has got to be the most unproductive 10 days of this year for me. And no prize for guessing correctly where am I now. Hopefully, the next few minutes of writing can add some value to this 10 days and not make it totally worthless.

By the time I get back to school on the 20th, the school year would have ended. This is a very, very quick year, or fast year, or short year as you may call it. Can't remember if this was how I felt previously at this time of the year. One thing for sure, I've been less frustrated with work this time round.

There must be a reason, but I just can't really pin-point one. I can go on and on and tell you the wonderful stories that I hear and see in the school and how these people are just so wonderful and how my leaders are truly amazing. But I guess you really have to be with the school to know what it really feels like.

Kids are kids, no matter where they are, and where they are from. But somehow, the students here are more adorable, whether they are 13, 14, 15 or 16-year-olds. They listen to my stories and makes me feel alive, where I used to feel like a broken recorder, having to repeat my lessons and instructions time after time previously.

Let me try to recall some of the names that stick out this year and perhaps one day, I can gather enough infomation from them and write a few stories about them. Year 4s: Murphy, Weicong, Francis and Natahsha; Year 3s: Lydia, Ashiq, Abdillah and Chuan Jie; Year 2s: Yao Yang, Chu Hui, Jonathan and Jie Yi; Year 1s: Wilson, Dickson, Hong Liang, Faiz, Hafiz, Denise and the twins Taufiq and Tauhiq.

And what have I taught them this year? To be honest, I think they have taught me a great deal more. They have taught me to look at things differently. Everyday. Thank you boys and girls for giving me a wonderful year.

Happy holidays!