Feeling unusual.. feeling cold.. One term is coming to an end. After all the exam stress, my body seems to be breaking down. Nevertheless, I wanna give thanks.
I give thanks that my P6 cla_s pare_ts are supportive. So far... no complaints.. But all are giving me the support I needed. Give thanks that they are finally performing well for Compo exam. After 1.5years of drilling, they are finally reaching the "higher" standard. The whole journey was tough, it was tough. Nobody in this sch__l has ever drilled the kids this way. I broke the record: They wrote 40compos/journal entries last year. *sweat* How did I finish marking? I have no idea.. just mark lor.. But of course, there's pedagogy involved. The clas_ did quite badly for Paper2, I guess I just have to work on that too. And oral. Isn't that everything? Ya. *faint*
Two emails from p_rents to the P this week. Both from different cla__es. I felt blessed to receive their support and recognition. How blessed is that!
Friday staff prayer meeting was different. In the sense that I hear things that I have never heard before. Our sch__l counsellor cum youth Pastor has been taking care of his aging mother. He and his wife has to fight this "battle". His mother has dementia and suddenly she turned into a monster-like creature. She screamed at the hospital workers, screaming at her own daughter, claiming that her daughter has taken all her money. For a moment, I realized that I am not the only one struggling to take care of an aging and slight dementia mother. In QBC, I have never heard such "real stories". Everyone is happy with their families. EVERYONE. I always felt out of place, I am born in a weird family, weirder than everyone else. But this pastor is really honest with his struggles. For a moment, I felt not alone. Perhaps, that's the real reason why I felt alone in QBC, everyone has a happy family. Everyone. Accept me.
I don't talk alot at staff prayer meeting. I am just sitting down and listen. It helps me learn that everyone has struggles in life. Struggles which are real.
Looking forward, I look forward to my Japan trip in June. I need a break before I break apart.
No comments:
Post a Comment