Friday, 21 February 2014

HEAVEN'S CHILDRENS

It was a long time, perhaps  months I didn’t write. 
Alhamdulillah, I have some time to write about  my new carrier. I just have received my  STPM’s  results last month. It was perfect ok. Though, it doesn’t  so  perfect  as I want.  So, I am planning to further my study  in Degree of Education, my 1st choice.  I’d like to be a lecturer  or teacher.  Allah is The Greatest,  I have a long rest enough and lastly, I  just received to teach in a Private Islamic Secondary School  nearby my house on last March.  I have to replace a pregnant  teacher  and it was my first time being a teacher. I’m a homeroom of  Year  1 and  teaching  Arabic Languange.  They  were  so adorable, funny  and notty toddlers. The girls are no problems to me but the boys  are. Every time I went in the class, I’ll take a deep breath and the hurricane get started. I’ll shouting out loud at them. And there were so many cute sounds like “Tc, Ali punch me”. “Tc, Muaz  pour  the water on the floor” “Tc, he hit me”  “Tc, Saiful is crying” “Tc, he take my book”…………. It never ends until the bell ring. When I focused on some children, the other  argued.  There are some tips I used if the class in out of control. 1st, those who keep the mouth shut, I’ll let him recess early.  2nd, Ok, class. It’s play time! “FREEEEEEZE”  This is their  favourite  game. (The children won’t move) “ . 3rd  , Class, put your  hands  up, down, massage your  friends. It was a quickly silent then.  Just  heard  sounds of  fans.  It was a big thirsty. I’ll searched  some water  then.  Like Somalian who didn’t drink  some water  for days. Teaching them was a big and sweet experiences to me. It  taught  me on how to handle the children wisely and use psychological closely. Don’t be so soft and so rough at them. For a certain condition, it has to do so.
 
I went in the smartest year 1 class among 3. When I was teaching  Arabic Language, I came to a boy desk  and saw he was doing another subject and asked. “Asyraf, have you done my homework?”  "Yes", he nodded. “It isn’t Math right now" , I said.  He suprised me! He was doing multiplication operation, Year 2 book. Not believed him, I tested him with a few multiply questions and he passed. “ I love Math. When I was 6 years old, my brother  taught me Year 1, Math”, he grinned.. “He’ll do Math in every classes. Though it wasn’t Math class, teacher.” his friend said. So  possible. Math  Addiction. Haha

Here they are.. my beloved students..


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