I'm a trained first aider!!! After 4 days of no work (Yippie!) and plain studying in Red Cross Training Ctr.... I passed my Standard First Aid course. It was a pretty fun experience. Nice and fun classmates, great instructors and excellent examiner. This is also the first time in my entire life that my heart isn't racing when I face an exam. Esp when I had to do CPR in front of the class of 20. I was so glad that I completed the practical test calmly. *pat on the back*
And back to work today, I received a warm welcome from the cleaners and canteen vendors. They tot I quit....though after today, I very much wish to. I also received my bright orange (similar to the MRT orange catridge seats) uniform, a huge pile of assessment books to mark and complaints from kids and canteen vendors. Not forgetting a brand new fengshui for the supervisor's office. -__-"'
I need to cover others' duities too. Lining P1s for lunch when the teacher-in-charge and the supervisor were happily chatting away outside the toilet, tinking that the students were still bathing. Argh.
I seriously can't click with the supervisors except the very first one. The rest gave me bad vibes...and communication is at itz minimum. The thing is the first supervisor kept the comm gate open and she dun come across as a superior, more like frenz. One thing is I really hate being restricted and oppressed.
Oh well, I juz get my job done and care less abt other things. As for tmr's company gathering, I juz hope to carry more smiles and nothing major shld happen. Oh....I'm going to be so out coz I'm a non-Christian in a Christian organisation. =/
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Oh God....tell me I dun like him!! Plssss...............................
I was watching the re-run of this week's "Truimph In The Skies", coz I missed 2 episodes of this fave HK drama of mine.
There was this epi when one of the leading role passed away after saving a lil gal from a speeding bus. Very touching....and made me cry with family and good friends of the role. But the thing is I wasn't feeling sad, depressed, blue, melancholy or wat so ever. Yet those tiny drops of saltish water juz rolled down my cheeks. It was until they showed the funeral of the guy that I stopped crying. Which is abt 20 mins after.
I wept silently, staring at the TV set. The thing is I was stoning and letting those tears fall helplessly. What ran in my mind that time was, "Hey, I'm not feeling anything! Why am I crying? STOP!" I managed to stop....for 5 secs, and tears started welling up all over again.
While one of my students was showing off his Lim Zhi Yuan ba gua (BBQ sliced pork), I received a call from my supervisor, asking me to work frm 7am tmr. Wat the "$£^$^%&%$^!!!! Why bother asking if it is a MUST??
After I hang up the phone, I complained to the ba gua boy. Why must I work 7am to 7pm tmr??? Why issit always me?? What I din mention in my complaints was I'm sort of hated by that stupz supervisor! I'm nv updated abt wat the hell is going on in the centre. She will only speak to me only when necessary. She will talk to other colleagues at her lowest volume when I'm ard. What the fish is this man?? I couldn't be bothered to mingle with other colleagues too. We juz cant click.
And before the sup went for her 4-days 1st aid coz, she gave me a list of groceries to buy and said itz my job. Fine. I bought the lighter items first and got another colleague to buy the rest after we send the P1s to their class. And there that sup said due to shortage of manpower (w/o her) itz better NOT to leave the students with ONE teacher. But the pt is NO STUDENTS to look after wat?! Moreover, with or w/o sup ard, things still run smoothly. All she does is paper work and making sure all cupboards are locked. Since when she help to discipline students!?
So in the end, I walked to Sheng Siong Supermarket ALL BY MYSELF. Mind you, itz very far. And I have to carry those heavy stuff back ALL BY MYSELF. Itz like more than 10kg of stuff. And one kilometre of distance?! Under the noon sun.....wat a "great" workout.
Nvm that. So the boy told me to quit my job (which I've been thinking since last year and til recently, this desire got bigger). He said most of them are contemplating to leave the centre asap too. But their parents are sure not going to approve.
And I retorted him saying that I have to give one month's notice (juz like them) b4 I quit. I added, "U tink I dun wanna quit meh?" Juz after my brilliant statement, my manager walked in to see me. He wanted to pass me the "Operation Procedures" file and explained it to me. As he was going thru, I can't help but to tink if he had heard my conversation with that boy. Oh man.....ain't I stupid?
Well, maybe itz a good preparation for my manager to hire another teacher. But I'm pretty confident that after I leave, the FJK students will turn into wild animals again. Their future.... I can't imagine. Not that I'm superb, at least when I'm ard, there's discipline.
When school reopened, our centre not only receive a whole lot of P1 students, we also got an emotionally unstable boy in our centre. 'Emotionally unstable' meaning he will scream and shout at anyone, never being able to sit and settle down, claims that the whole world made him angry etc. Every student calls him "The Crazy Boy".
On his second day, he broke down and started to shriek and crawl under the tables. He scolded everyone in the centre and refused to come out from the table. We had no choice but to inform the school's principal. She came down...tried to persuade him to follow her back to her office. Guess wat? The P3 boy demanded the principal to get lost and even asked her to go and die. Wow....who dares to speak to their principal this way?
Anywayz, our management is trying to assess his case now. Whether to accept him or not. Just yesterday, when his mum was having a meeting with our management, I took the chance to get to know the boy better, while he was playing lego in the TV room.
At first, he was talking to himself dramatically (also LOUDLY) and I tried to tone him down. I tot I succeeded, but not after 5 mins. Then, I tried again....this time he got better. I broke the ice by asking him the mundane qtn, "How's your day?". His reply wasn't NORMAL (as to wat other P3 students might reply), he said, "Fabulous! I'm having fun!" Wooo....good vocab!
So I went on to chit chat with him. I tried hard to understand wat he's trying to say....figured out 95% of it, I guess. He said he loves to try Science experiment when he can put on goggles and white robe. Most imptly, he's telling me abt those experiments which blasts things in water. Weird....since when pri sch science blasts things in water. Dun tink they even need goggles or white robe lor. *__*
We moved on to what he was trying to build with the lego bricks. An airplane. He told me that he has and airplane which can fly 100 ft tall. So I asked, why only 100 ft?? Cannot fly higher? Haha. Anywayz, I'm juz glad that I can get to understand him a lil better. And when his mum came to pick him up, she was really grateful that I kept her son company. Her 'Thank You' made me feel FABULOUS! =P
Itz really hard on his mum. Suffering from a unhappy marriage and now her son is adding on to her agony. Sigh. I wish I can do more to help them. At least stop those selfish kidz from calling him "The Crazy Boy".
I very much wanna tell u what I did on New Year's eve.....my new year resolutions....how 2004 was like to me...BUT my totz are too messed up to do so. Then in the end, I'll juz not blog abt them.
I need a good cry......why I'm born with minimal tear glands? ARGH!
:: LOVE ::
:: ATTENTION ::
:: CARE :: :: Air ticket get out of S'pore :: :: camera handphone :: :: new computer :: :: laptop ::
:: big classic watch :: :: smaller digicam ::
:: baking oven ::
:: Sony PSP ::
:: pet dog ::
:: NUM Bag ::
:: Chanel Bag ::
:: LG Chocolate handphone ::
:: Red New Beetle Cabriolet :: :: YSL Babydoll Lucky Game fragrance ::
:: "Goong" Korean drama serial DVD ::
:: Zhang Xiao Xian's novel collection :: :: Deck of Palladini Tarot cards ::
:: mini-pig as pet :: :: Lomo camera :: :: MP3 player ::
:: DV cam ::
:: DVD recorder ::
:: 42" Plasma TV ::
:: huge revamp to my room :: :: a fun n memorable 21st bday party ::
