SELF CHUCK OF THE MONTH: Was staying on the second floor of an apartment floor number one. Floor number two,
the other day there were literally four relatively young people waiting for the elevator to go down to the first floor….if you are capable of walking down the stairs, one floor is not going to hurt you....LOL!
Wow. What an amazing day.
I want to make an announcement: I AM OFFICIALLY TIRED AND EXHAUSTED.
Alright, stop scoffing. I really am. Somehow, somehow (stress on the second word, second syllable), sometime or the other, some devil decides to penetrate into my lessons for the P1s. I don't know how, and I don't know why. Because those kids, well, they aren't exactly cooperating with me today. And I don't know why.
It's tiring when we have to run around and speak slowly and repeat our sentences over and over and over again. I guess it's all part of the whole package. I hope these kids can't really see that this person is "initferthemunnyslashmoolah" kinda person. Lol. But that said, I take full responsibility for my words. *Bows gracefully*
And you know what? It's kinda fun, doing lesson plans. I had so much joy flipping through the text books, and looking at pictures and such. Really.
And did I mention that I 'stole' four of Cikgu Aidil's students? Heh. Cos he asked me too. Lol. These kids (due to them being underage and minors in "the eyes of the law", I shall protect their identity and keep their names a secret), wow, they speak a flitter of Malay. They speak majorly English, and they remind me of me. Hahahahhhh....And one of them, oh-so-cute, gave me a drawing of a banana with a person's body and labeled it as 'Han'. Cute, isn't it? I had so much fun when I'm with them, because I can relate to them - somehow.
And it's so cute and so endearing when I see you smile. Yes, that's the way you smile, baby. That's the way you smile.
Wow. What an amazing day.
I want to make an announcement: I AM OFFICIALLY TIRED AND EXHAUSTED.
Alright, stop scoffing. I really am. Somehow, somehow (stress on the second word, second syllable), sometime or the other, some devil decides to penetrate into my lessons for the P1s. I don't know how, and I don't know why. Because those kids, well, they aren't exactly cooperating with me today. And I don't know why.
It's tiring when we have to run around and speak slowly and repeat our sentences over and over and over again. I guess it's all part of the whole package. I hope these kids can't really see that this person is "initferthemunnyslashmoolah" kinda person. Lol. But that said, I take full responsibility for my words. *Bows gracefully*
And you know what? It's kinda fun, doing lesson plans. I had so much joy flipping through the text books, and looking at pictures and such. Really.
And did I mention that I 'stole' four of Cikgu Aidil's students? Heh. Cos he asked me too. Lol. These kids (due to them being underage and minors in "the eyes of the law", I shall protect their identity and keep their names a secret), wow, they speak a flitter of Malay. They speak majorly English, and they remind me of me. Hahahahhhh....And one of them, oh-so-cute, gave me a drawing of a banana with a person's body and labeled it as 'Han'. Cute, isn't it? I had so much fun when I'm with them, because I can relate to them - somehow.
And it's so cute and so endearing when I see you smile. Yes, that's the way you smile, baby. That's the way you smile.
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