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The teacher who knows it all..
..or so it seems.
Maybe because she is single, a teacher, and managed to get master’s degree.
Yeah, the teacher who knows it all,
made us do notes and present them instead of her really teaching,
thinks that her answer scheme is supreme over all those books which have points we wrote,
made us copy corrections for tests (which is a perpetual waste of time when it can be photocopied),
was unable to finish the syllabus before our trial paper,
then scolds us for not being able to perform well.
The following two separate incidents which took place during Geography (Manusia) class.
Incident 1 (few weeks before)
Halfway while my teacher was elaborating on a point, she asked, “Mana tapak pelupusan sampah di Kluang?”
Someone answered, “Dekat Jalan Mersing ada satu…”
And thereafter, a few of them where “excitingly” responding.
I turned to my friend beside, Bao Ching, who was just hearing them talk.
I asked her in a mixture of both Mandarin and English, “Eh, what if hor, we simply make up a taman that doesn’t exist in Kluang, see whether she knows a not…”
She laughed. After having 13 months of lessons with my teacher, who wouldn’t?
“Faster… what taman?” I asked while trying to hold back my laughter.
“Um.. Taman Sentosa? Got a not?” Bao Ching asked.
I turned to another friend, Ann Ting, and asked, “Kluang got Taman Sentosa a not?”
“Taman Sentosa not in JB meh?” she answered, puzzled.
The next thing was…
“Cikgu, dekat Taman Sentosa ade satu!” I quickly told my teacher.
“Cikgu tau mane Taman Sentosa tak?” Bao Ching cheeky asked.
The teacher responded, “Hmm… Taman Sentosa… Yang dekat Lian Seng kan?”
And the two of them burst with laughter!
While I, did laugh, but also tried to hold back for laughing, simply because, I was having eye contact with her.
So I just said, “Ya.. dekat situ..”
Teacher thought for a second, and then said, “Kluang mane ade Taman Sentosa?”
I quickly looked at my book, and laughed quietly. And the other two of them continued laughing their heads off.
Conclusion: I couldn’t believe that she fell for it, thinking that she knows it all. I mean, kalau tak tau, cakap je la, tak tau.. Tak kan yang tu pun nak belagak.. Entah belagak pe pun..
Incident 2 (yesterday)
Note that all I said to the teacher was in a moderate tone, a bit serious, a bit jokingly.
She came into class, asked us to take out our Kelantan Trial Paper. Somehow, it came to the topic of a soon to come movie, 2012.
She said, “Mereka percaya 2012 ialah tahun di mana semua benda kat dunia akan musnah. Dekat Bible kata, 2012 ialah hari terakhir di dunia…”
Immediately, I said, “Cikgu, Bible tak kata tu la.. Mane ade Bible kata tu?”
She went on, “Ya, Bible kata…”
My Catholic friend, Tian Ru, asked, “Bible mane woh?”
“Bible mane? Bible ade satu sahaja..” teacher replied.
I can’t exactly remember what she was saying, but she went on and on that the Bible really said that..
I just said, “Cikgu, itu ajaran sesat la.. Bible memang tak kata macam tu.. Cikgu tak tau jangan cakap la..”
But she still WOULD’NT stop!
She said, “Ada orang yang mengkaji dan menyatakan bahawa Bible kata.. Mereka sudah buat kajian… (and a whole lot more of things)”
I was feeling so URGHHHH!
I said, “Cikgu, cikgu buktikan kepada saya la, mane dalam Bible ada.. Kalau cigku dapat buktikan, then saya percaya la.”
She continued on…
“Mereka pun percaya siapa yang baik akan hidup dan yang jahat akan mati. Bible kata, yang baik akan hidup di paradise…”
Obviously she ignored me.. cos like hello, I was talking so loud..
And like oh, she talks as if she’s a Christian who knows oh-so-much about the Bible!
After her last sentence, I was totally lost for words. Beyond my wildest imagination, she can just be so thick skin and keep on proving herself right, despite countless disagreements. I waited for her to even question if I’m a Christian, to be able to say that she’s wrong. But she didn’t.
I turned to my friends (they were looking at me all since I started defending) and in a shaky voice in Mandarin, said,
“Teacher don’t know then don’t simply say la. If its your religion, you also won’t like it what..”
They nodded and we started work.
Conclusion: With all due respect to her as a teacher, I do expect her to at least show some COMMON SENSE. People, whether teacher or not, should know that religion is a sensitive issue. You’re not of that religion, so at least be willing to learn more or correct your views about that religion. C’mon, just be open minded la!
I really really felt offended, I mean, it’s different from being offended when the offence is against me and when the offence is against my Creator, and the Bible, the very book where my faith is founded upon.
I was so tempted to make my way to the staff room after her period, confront her face to face, tell her nicely that what she said was wrong, and maybe, demand an apology from her to the whole class.
Yeah, I can go to that extreme. Hahha. But well, within me, I felt that I needed to seek a second opinion on this, ‘cos I am bad at drawing the line between a teacher and a student. So I went searching for Miss Chang! Hahha.
She told me that I was wrong in challenging the teacher (asking her for bukti) and that if I want to really correct her, do it the next day, saying that I went home and checked it out. She advised me not to attack the person, but state what the Bible truly says.
Came home, told my parents. Dad said to leave it, I’ve done my part in speaking out.
At first I felt reluctant to leave it. But thinking of it, I will, no matter how much I don’t want to.
Exams are coming, let’s work in peace, for peace.
Btw, I checked it out online about this 2012 thingy:
2012 Film
2012 Phenomenon
And I don’t know where she got the idea that it can from the Bible, cos her facts are really out!
Trip to PA-LOH.
Pre-U Public Speaking Competition Participants and MC. The green uniforms are the nicest after all. Majulah green skirts!
Yeap, we headed to Paloh on Saturday morning.
Catherine was asked to be the MC, and myself, the “reserve”.
Funny having a reserve right?
That was because on Thursday the girl who was going to represent school, Renuka, had some breathing problem.
Well, Cat and I were crazily helping Renuka (Miss Chang asked us to help her out!) by finding out information, concrete examples… And ended up writing one of the speeches for her.
Crazily in a way because it was so last minute, it was such a rush!
Long story short, Renuka had to remember 3 topics:
1. Education today should focus on producing creative individuals.
2. Sustainable development is a shared responsibility.
3. A peaceful multiracial society integrates Nation Building.
But only present one speech.
She got the third topic, a.k.a. the one Cat and I wrote.
And she WON! 
On the way back from Paloh, we stopped to take a photo. I mean, photos Ali Ahmad (the male) tagged along with us back to Kluang. Lower 6 student in my school.
Tea Party.
Walking down the stairs on a Friday afternoon, with our stomachs growling…
After a trip to the canteen, which sold nothing since it was Open Day…
We saw a table, and on it were tupperwares of “hamburger kuih”, kuih koci, nasi lemak and a kettle of tea.
We were waiting for our friend who asked us for help to carry tables…
I asked, “Eh, can eat a not ah?”
Bao Ching replied, “Eat la.”
“Really?”
Catherine said, “Just take la, the white board’s here to cover you.”
Bao Ching and I took the hamburger kuih, it tasted good!
Tian Ru joined in, Yan Ying too.
“Wahh, it’s really nice to eat leh! Got egg inside one!”
Laughing and eating.
After years of being good disciplined Convent girls, we felt like naughty girls, so we laughed, probably to take away the guilt.
“I feel like taking the nasi lemak and eat la!” Yan Ying said.
“Take la!”
“Eiyeer, never mind la, I’ll just eat another hamburger kuih.“
“Eh, ta bao for me! I go carry table! Nah, tissue, tissue!” Catherine shouted.
“You all want to drink tea a not? Got cups leh!”
*laughs*
“You think tea party ah?”
More laughter.
“Go up la, ten mintues till school ends. Take one for Shin Yee, in case she wants!”
Missing 5 hamburger kuihs. And 2 kuih kocis.
Mischief for the day.
I bet they were left over from somewhere.
Oh, but who cares, they rip RM 40 from us for crappy sumbangan PIBG.
Man, I love SMKTHO!
*Conversations were translated from Chinese (literally).
The cute little red toy car.
As you can see in this photo, clearly, that this cute little red toy car is prone to big bad ugly bullies!
Why did I find my cute little red toy car hanging out with big bad ugly bullies’ friends, Trol Lies?
I tell you, it wasn’t just once those big bad ugly bullies tried influencing my cute little innocent red toy car, but twice already!
Humph!
BIG BIG BAD BAD BAD UGLY BULLIES!
And YOU! Don’t become a big bad ugly bully like them, okay?
Instead, give three cheers to the cute little innocent red toy car!
Long live the cute little innocent red toy car!
Not to mention, the tayar punctured today, for the second time.
But thanks to Jeanette, Wei-An and Caleb! They saved the cute little red toy car!
Long live the cute little innocent red toy car!
FIVE.
Five stars?
Not exactly.
Five days. Two and a quarter stars.
Lower Six Orientation Week.
And I noticed:
1. The other terrible irritable vegetable side of a PERFECTIONIST I AM.
Every single minute detail must be fair for all.
2. My thoughts and ideas are extremely COMPLICATED.
My fellow MPP keep telling me to keep it simple and easy.
3. Am I that INSENSITIVE until I don’t even know that my friends are been humiliated?
Or are they too petty?
4. OUTRAGE.
Upon emotion? *sigh*
Nevertheless, I also noticed:
1. The full effect of lembu punya susu, sapi dapat nama.
Like someone said, you’ll meet a whole bunch more of people like this later in life.
2. People will work, when you give them a little push and help.
3. Some MPP members are crazily fun.
4. It is hard to find responsible and willing-to-stay-back students in aliran sastera.
Phew. A week gone, fast.
Not to mention coming home at 3 p.m. everyday.
Sleeping for long hours.
Then staring at the many, many, many words on a page.
At the same time worrying for both the next day’s events and exam the week after?
And still staring at the same page?
So it goes on for two hours.
Then, heads to bed intending to wake up early the next morning to read up.
But fails to.
Eventually.
Goes off to school with some self-comfort, saying there’s still time.
The same thing repeats itself.
I feel doomed for next week’s exam.
Four papers in a roll.
Chocolate Swiss roll anyone? *drools*
What about spring roll? *drools*
Toilet roll? *wipes drools*
Trick or Treat?
Okay. The last post was a fake.
Simply to amuse our lives.
Although Cat can be irritating at times.. She’s still bearable. Hahha
And to my dearest two friends, I don’t laugh at the both of you for being tricked, seriously. In fact, I truly truly appreciate your care and concern for me/us, really.
A BIG BIG HUGE THANK YOUUUUU
No more next time okay? Promise!
Jaybee
Four bus loads of SMKTHO students headed to Plaza Angsana, Johor Bahru, for “Karnival Pengajian Tinggi Negara: Jom Masuk U” organised by the Ministry of Higher Education.
There was more than one booth. Less than a hundred booths.
Booths were set up by people. Malaysians, I should think.
Well, I earnestly wanted to find out about the communication/media/graphic communication courses public universities offer. Sad to say, it was to total letdown. Worth a century of sighs.
Firstly, the booths had only such limited space. Thus, unable to set up an atmosphere where a Q&A session could go on between university representatives and students.
Secondly, representatives were not prepared to answer any questions asked. For the first few booths, feeling excited and spirited, I posted a few questions to them. The first two university representatives were well prepared. Replies were pretty satisfying. After the third and fourth booth, I gave up.
Thirdly, Malaysians mentality of “BARANG PERCUMA!!! MESTI AMBIK!!”. Since I gave up asking questions, and being a Malaysian myself, I joined my fellow Malaysians in Kempen Collect-Them-All. Not bad, I can say. Two hours of walking = two notepads + five ball pens + a file + a small paper bag + a plastic bag + brochures.
On hindsight, I spent half my afternoon with Jonathan Si. Met up with him at around half past twelve, went to Bandaraya Segi Empat/City Square.
Got tickets for Yasmin Ahmad’s TALENTIME! And as usual, the counter girl had to ask TWICE, if we wanted to watch a MALAY movie. And as usual, I corrected her: MALAYSIAN movie.
Alright, although they have every right to ask twice or trice, since it’s categorised as a Malay movie, but that look on their faces… Makes me perceive as if I don’t own the right to watch MALAY movies?
Anyways. Had lunch and off to the long awaited movie! Woohoo! Two hours and four minutes later, we rushed off the Larkin. Phew. Reached there like six and a half minutes before bus departured? Hahha.
Well well.
Jaybee.
What shall I say?
It’s unlike Kluang.
In some ways.
Which is good.
Hahha…
Here are some of my favourite scenes:
Melur on the bike with Mahesh just after she learn that he was partially deaf - she had such satisfaction by just being in his presence despite his shortcomings.
Melur and her second sister arguing - really reflects middle child syndrome! Although I'm the last child. Hahha.
Hafiz's mother sharing her joy of bringing him into the world - tears were rolling down my cheeks man!
And, the last scene, the Talentime event - reflects on the process of getting to that day of event, not merely the award/who won and lost.
Also, some songs used during the show:
I Go
So long, fare thee well
The dancer and the dancing days have taken leave and fell
So turn down this bed of stone
Quench me with the deadly nightshade from the rose that you belong
The long December rain is falling now
Running down on streets to nowhere
Music is my life youre my sweetest nightingale
But I cant hear it here no more
And I go
I go
Hush now, dont shake or break
Words have fallen silent like soldiers to the grave
No matter what they do or say
Lay me on the sleepy meadow by the tracks upon your face
- Words & Music By Pete Teo. All rights reserved 2008
A season…
…of tears, joys, experience and of course, friendship.
*curtains*
Dalam kehidupan didunia ini
Suka duka datang silih berganti
It was a Tuesday, 8 am.
Seven jumps, not one reached a distance of 4 meters.
Even worst, the last jump was considered batal.
Dismayed.
Sports day I reached 4.3 meters.
Same track. Exactly.
I could have even broken the record for MSSD long jump.
I mean. It was only 4.11 meters.
And oh, great. I didn’t even win a medal.
MSSJ out of sight.
“What went wrong with me?”
Namun bila kau bersama dengan Dia
TanganNya slalu menopang
Dan kau rasakan
Reached home. Bathed. Ate.
Thought. Shed tears. Napped.
Dad was back, told him.
He felt for me.
But somehow, his words of comfort made me.
Tears. Again.
Even more.
“Is MSSJ that important?”
Terbang
Terbang tinggi diangkasa bagai rajawali
Smakin
Smakin jauh terbang tinggi melintasi badai
At night, I shed tears once more.
As I read about David.
How he sought God on behalf of his dying sick child
(because of the sin he committed).
And when the child died, David returned to his daily routine.
“Can I bring him back again?
I shall go to him, but he will not return to me.”
Bila kau temukan problema
Bawalah pada sang pencipta
It is my mistake for changing my jumping style.
For being so blur.
It was within my control.
Yet. It wasn’t.
I may have taken a long time to get over it.
Like. The next day during class no one dared to joke with me.
Haha. I just wanted to be a little quieter.
(Does that show how noisy I am in class? Hahha.)
Sgala perkara dalam dunia
Dapat ku tanggung dalam Dia
Yang membri kekuatan
Beyond medals, MSSJ,
“I know You love me”
Despite failures, self-condemnation,
“I know You love me”
“I know You love me”
And that remains.
With a big wide sparkling smile from within.
Sports season in Kluang, I’m done with.
This year’s collection:
Gold (1) Long Jump
Silver (3) Cross country, 100 m, 4×100 m
Bronze (1) MSSD 1500 m
Non-collections:
Fourth (1) MSSD Long Jump
Fifth (1) MSSD 100 m
Yes. I’m done with.
That lessens Jit’s yearly trip to the stadium.
And. Makes me (and Pris) wonder if we’ll ever be fit again after pregnancy (if we do get pregnant). Or if our kids will inherit our sport-ish gene.
Aside from that, thank you, you and you.
To Dad,who has so willingly accompanied me to practice running/being my pace setter. Especially when training for cross country. I use to outrun him back then, but ever since he trained for marathons, I’m no where. But behind him. Hahha.
To Jit, for all those years of support and encouragement. Wow. It’s been really… so long man. Long, but time passes so fast! Quick run! Goooo!! Pushhhh!! *faint crying sound*
To fellow sporty people a.k.a. athletes, especially Pris, Xue Qi, Deshon, Shaun, Siong Yain, for helping me through! Tips. Tips. Tips. Hahha. Yeah, and also your friendship during this season. ROCK ON in sports man! Hiking next, maybe? ;D
To the rest of you, I appreciate every
“it’s okay”
“jia you”
“you can do it”
“i know you can”
“i’m proud of you”
“congrats”
“yay”
“go Tien”
“don’t worry”
“take care”
“sleep early”
Really, thank YOU.
Here’s some cherished moments captured during SSN Sports Day and MSSD (for more, view mua Facebook soon):
Classmates
Proud of our medals
Yeah. How can I not put a photo of him?
Same school lehh…
Same time practicing too…
hahaha.
*curtains*
Song lyrics from Edward Chen’s Terbang, Passion.
“Shut up, BITCH”
And so it was said twice to me by my guy classmate, not exactly in a funny or angry way, in the midst of listening to my blabbers.
Funny. I just did not know how to react. I swept in under the carpet. I did not flare up. HAHA.
He has an awful habit of saying that phrase, to teachers, peers (guys) and maybe even, his own dog. He speaks them out openly, except towards teachers. He says it behind their backs during class time.
It is irritating because I sit within earshot. There was a period where he said it so frequently while the teachers were teaching. I really wanted to slap him and shout “Shut up!” at him.
I did.
In my mind.
Anyway. How should I have reacted? What should I say to him next time, if he says that to me again?
I don’t want to flare up. It will just make our friendship a ship sailing through a choppy sea, and maybe after that, a friendship chopped off.
Urgh. I have, in a way, prepared what to say, if he ever says that to me again. On recovery, I feel rather odd and anxious at the same time, when I hold a conversation with him.
Enough of that.
Coming event: Acara akhir on Tuesday and Wednesday.
I find it hilarious. So, laugh along with me, as I inform you that I am going to take part in 100 meters and 4×100 meters run, and, long jump.
I am not known for my sprints. Neither am I known for running on my tips. Some can naturally run on their tips, but I’m the other some who can’t run on their tips (still in the process of learning how to).
Well, let’s just say that I don’t have much of a choice. For girls under 20, there are only four events, those three I’ve mentioned and merenjam lembing.
Initially I was only going to participate in running events, but today my house teacher begged me on her knees to participate the long jump event.
In actual fact, it was the other way round: I begged my house teacher on my knees to ask someone else to participate. I didn’t even pass sukantara’s 3.5 meter long jump (which is crazily far). And, I am terrible with long jump.
Mission failed, I still have to participate. If only the teacher would pay me to participate, since there’s such demand. Not to blow my big shiny trumpet, but it would be some extra side earnings.
You know, they say ’study smart’, in this case, it’s ’sporty smart’. I’m also illegible to do so, because I have Smart Card a.k.a. Kad Pintar.
Anyway. My event is on this coming Wednesday. I doubt any under 20 girl passed long jump during sukantara because no one from Omega and Sigma passed. So, six jumps, and that’s it.
Acara akhir and Sports Day will be held at the stadium this year, because the field will be on renovation. New tar tracks. I told myself that I must run at least one round on it before I leave this sekolah sukan.
Haha. Yeah. Sekolah sukan.
Ah Hah.
It has been two weeks since I blogged.
You missed me right?
You don’t have to tell me, ’cause WordPress has this special sensor where Yaroq can sense it one kay…
Hahha.
Well, during the first week of absence, I was busy painting shoes… Um… There’s no buyer, mainly because it’s not done yet. Hahha. Going to, soon. And will post them up for sale.
Then for the second week, together with Pek Ying, we were busy with ESPlosion Camp the Seventh’s registration. I can say that it was a really good experience working with 80% of the Nairs, Pek Ying and of course, Microsoft Excel and PDF. Hahha.
But really, thanks a lot lot lot (not forgetting Abraham) Ryan and Chris, for helping me and Pek Ying out! =D
Oh yeah, and it’s fun knowing people’s names… Then go to camp trying to agak their names… Waiting for the arrival of Shaggy… Hmmmmmm……
Something about camp now… I guess this must be the dunno how many hundredth post you’ve read about ESPlosion Camp the Seventh. So should I wish you “Congratulations!” or “Condolences!” ?
Anyhow, you’ll just get 100 BONUS points! PLUS, a FREE read to my experience during camp!
Hmmm. Let’s begin with my fall the day before camp. I’m not sure who I fell for, but surprisingly, instead of my heart hurting, my ankle did. I limped my way through the first day of camp. But it was good on the second day. And I really thank Him! =)
Maybe I had more faith when people started calling me OKU. Hahha!
Um. Well, God mainly spoke to me about facing my fears. I guess it is one of the common problems hindering Christians from doing what they should. It made me wonder, how God can actually tahan people like me.
I mean. Even before this, God already told me and showed me how He is going to use me. But I just swept it under the carpet, although I knew that God uses magic carpets, ones that cannot hide all my fears.
And. It was surprising that when God told me to face my fears, it wasn’t like Him shouting at me, telling me off. Instead, it was in a soft, gentle way, comforting me.
I guess I saw a different view of how God is Love. Because, if I myself get irritated and angry at people when they get it but don’t do it, then how can God tahan when I get it but don’t do it?! And some more He revealed to me what He is going to do!
Ahh!
I really salute God loh.
Heh.
Also, during camp, I got to know some people better and meet new people. Both, it’s encouraging to see how God works in their lives, especially Jonathan Si’s life (the one who played mafia), how he found God on his own effort.
Yeappie.
And when I got home, I was waiting for the arrival of my new RM 26 4GB Kingston DT Mini Slim, my parents were bringing back from KL.
Well, the story behind it: Dad memang wanted to get one for me, so I did some research… I know it’s kinda funny to do some research for just one thumbdrive, but it was going to be mine, so use the opportunity to get one wisely, right?
Anyway, I found out that DT Mini Slim was somewhat new. And I wondered why no one has it here in Kluang. The next day, I went to Uncle Ven’s house, and he showed his new DT Mini Slim to us… I was like. Wow. It’s nicer than in those photos. Hahha. So yeah.
Woohoo!
It’s mine! =D
