An Egg

I have nothing to write here but for the sake of my blog, I have to.

Last week, we have crushed Villa to the ground. Thumped them brutally. This week will be a title decider game. I am so eager to wait for this weekend. I know we are going to the Theater Of Dream but trust me if we do believe in ourself, anything can happen.

I am still in practicum period which obviously limited my time because need to focus on the practicum and the school. Doing good so far and I have had my first observation which is not so good for me. The LCD is not working, the newly bought white-board marker also not working and left me using all of the limited resources in the class to present to my lecturer. And I did it so generously. To the juniors, never say no when you are doing your practicum because your marks will be with the teachers at the school. Most important, build a good relationship with the teachers there.

I still working hard to polish my skill on poetry. I can start doing my own poem but didn't have the best to finish it. It went to trash. I want to prove even I am from Mathematics stream, but I can manage to write my own poem. Hopefully I can have it one day.

Now I know what it feels when the pupils didn't pay attention to your lesson, what it feels when you just ignored your teacher in front of the class. You can get angry with them but do remember they are human. They are not static and possess all of the characteristics of dynamicism. Use your brain to deal with them, get their attention then you know how to be a good teacher. But not a great one. It is not easy to inspire them. The very good pupils will always test you in the class. I have taste it.

This week, my school had examination and I didn't have to prepare the lesson plan. Need space to get some breathe after a long week in the school. And still re-arrange my time to get comfortable with the school time. Insya Allah by the end of this week, everything will be okay.

p.s : I need people who are hard outside, but soft inside. Just like an egg.