Last day at EVSS.

Assalamualaikum....

Surprisingly, my last day at EVSS was a sad episode for me, sadder than when i had to leave the madrasah.

The great losses that I felt when i left the madrasah were; the morning doas and recitation of the quran during assembly, the segregation between males and females, the weekly sermons which i had to judge, the semi-arabic environment and of course my students.

At EVSS however, i only miss my colleagues and students and 'something' which i myself cannot fathom. 'Something' which mysteriously crept within me that made me think of them the following week. Something which made me just want to make a surprise visit on them.

Was it because of the series of unfortunate incidents that happened to me while i was at madrasah which makes me feel quite detached from it? was it the warmth which i received from EVSS which makes me feel like i had always been part of them?

I remember the well-wishes i received from my EVSS colleagues on my last day of school (not that i didn't receive any at the madrasah) Some of the teachers even made the effort to make sure i visit them on my last day so they could say some last words of advice to me. I am indeed touched by this gesture of theirs and at this point of time, just writing about them can make me tear.

Mdm Shah, Mrs Walcott and Ms Teo all told me to come to them so they could have a short talk with me. Mrs Walcott even shared with me her resources and told me to bring my thumbdrive along. Ms Teo, my CT and Mdm Shah - not even my CT, just a teacher whom I observed- sat down with me and asked me about my experience teaching and what i had learnt through that short stint. They also shared with me their past experiences and told me some words of advice.

Aren't I fortunate to be surrounded by warm people like them? Besides them, how can i ever forget my co-form teacher, Ms Ayesha and the group of teachers who sat around me, Faith, Yanzhi and Wei Qin. Faith handed to me her entire file of resources and told me to photocopy whatever i wanted. She and the rest also never fail to tickle me when i'm at the staff room with their corny jokes and their constant bickerings at each other. Indeed, this was one of those that i miss from EVSS.

Ms Ayesha on the otherhand, had been a fabulous mentor to me. Seeing how organised she was and how firm yet fun she was with 208, I feel like I've learnt a great deal from her on how to be an efficient form-teacher.

Last but not least, will be my students. My 208, 502 and 301.

Had to teach 502 (normal acad) during my first period. Isn't it ironic that my first time teaching them was on my last day of school. This is life. Nevertheless, despite knowing that that was my last day of school, they still gave me their full attention and class management was definitely not a problem. Even 'notorious' boys like Gopi and Naran paid attention and was very involved in the class discussion. Naran said the sweetest thing before i left. He said 'Teacher, don't forget me.' (This is what makes teaching all worthwhile. When you have touched a kid's life)

Next will be my 208. The entire class presented me with a vanguard sheet full of personal messages telling me how they'll miss me and they wish for me to come back. Isn't that sweet. But the sweetest had to be the message from Huda - this girl who's going through some family problems. She thanked me for the advice i gave her and she said, she will forever remember it. This term, i did notice slight changes in her and I am really glad she's making the effort to mend her ways. I really pray to Allah that her parents will not go through the divorce and that her father will stop womanising. It is of course tough to see your own father bringing other women back home. If i had been the daughter (na'zubillah), i think i would have done something really nasty to my father and those women.

This wraps up my stint at EVSS. In all, the experience was indeed satisfying and it makes me feel that I've made the right choice of becoming a teacher. No, teaching is not a career for me, it is a means for me to do my part to the society and May Allah guide me on how to be an influential teacher who imparts beneficial knowledge to others.

Its All in Allah's name....

Missing my blog!

Assalamualaikum...

I'm really missing the times when i had the opportunities to update the happenings in my life on my blog. Recently, there're quite a few incidents which i would want to jot down on my blog. I'm trying my best to keep my memories of these incidents still fresh in my mind.
For now.. i've to get ready for sch!

Adios Amigos!

Sufi Song: Nyawa dan Cinta (The Soul and Love)

Songs of Innocence - Talib al-Habib

Qasidahtul Burda

Finally bought our bed!

We finally bought our bed!! Alhamdulillah. And since we were one of the last few customers, we got a free Philips Home Theatre System, 2 pillows and 1 QMP (Queen Matress Protection). Hopefully it's being delivered to where I want it to be...Insha'Allah Amin.

We Plan, Allah Decides.

Assalamualaikum...

Today was not a good day. I kind of wasted my time in the morning at sch, having to keep restarting my laptop coz it kept hanging on me. Despite trying countless times, i still didn't manage to search for the html for my hadith tag and so, wasted nearly 1hr 30 mins in the process. Finally i learnt my lesson and moved on to doing something else. Pfff... Should have done that much earlier!

My afternoon was also a waste. Supposed to meet Hwee Zi for lunch but she couldn't make it at the last min. So I headed home instead and slept for 2 hrs! Freaking 2 hrs! Didn't intend to nap that long and i was surprised too that i slept that long considering i had 6hrs of sleep the previous night. But it seems that my body clock has been changing these days and i can no longer survive with merely 4-6 hrs of sleep. And so i am always caught dozing off during assembly or sometimes, even in class while i'm supposed to be observing the teacher! *splash water at my face*

evening came n i met habibah. we had dinner at harbour front and then headed to ikea. supposed to look for bed but we didn't manage to find any that we fancy.

hence, at the end of the day, all i can say is; i wasted my day!

i pray for a better day tomorrow! (yippee! no mendaki for me tomorrow!)

-time-waster-

Should i or should i not?

At this point of time, i am sooo tempted to not go for my Adobe Photoshop class although initially i was kind of excited about it. i'm so sleepy! i almost dozed off during assembly just now! can i jus leave for home now and take my nap? aarrgghh....having to wait for another hour is agonising for me at this moment.

Fari's belated b'day celebration.

For my Rabb in this Rejab.

If my purpose is for You,

Then why can't i just worship You?

If my soul is for You,

Then why can't You just keep it with You?

Many times i feel

Like giving it back to You,

But You stopped me

And said; i must not leave the crew.

So if its Your will

That i stay with them

Then why oh why

Am i always condemned?

-Give me an answer-

Please help me....

O Allah....

You know what happened this evening.

I am saddened by that - need I tell You that?

Eventhough in the past I was toying with that idea and was mentally prepared for it,

the sudden change of plans recently gave me hope that perhaps, things might turn out differently.

But now, it seems that things are going in a different direction.

I can no longer imagine myself in that situation. It would be difficult.

Can You please help me once again just like You've helped me countless times before. Just give me what I want.

I am desperate for Your help

Desperate Servant of Yours.

What a tiring day...

Assalamualaikum...

Yesterday was a tiring day for me. Had only 4 hrs of sleep the previous night and 5 periods of lessons in school. After school, i had to rush to bugis for my sewing class which i truly enjoyed eventhough i am extremely bad at it. my sewing instructor had a good laugh after knowing that i don't even know how to use the sewing machine and after seeing me struggle with the sewing machine. ha ha. i think she didnt't understand me when i said on my first day that i know zilch about sewing. so i had to practice sewing on a piece of cloth first before actual sewing. it was quite fun n i felt satisfied at the end of yesterday's session.

my class ended at 6.45, so after that i had to rush to sultan mosque for prayers and then speeded off to chella for dinner with future husband, BIL and SIL. we had an enjoyable time chatting over dinner and my future SIL shared her stories of pre-wedding celebration. we seem to share the same fate. haha....

anyhoos...it was such a tiring day for me that my body is aching now.. aarrgghh... can i take mc?

Uncanny Dream

Assalamualaikum....

Just the night before, I was telling jannah how i always fall into deep slumber and seldom dream. Surprisingly that morning itself (before Subuh), i had a dream - an uncanny dream. I dreamt that i deliberately took MCs frequently at Eastview so that i could sneak into TKGS and teach there. I actually enjoyed teaching much more at TKGS than at EVSS n i was also very comfortable with my working colleagues at TKGS- well at least in my dream. So is this a sign?

I know I've prayed istikharah a number of times asking Allah whether I should request to join EVSS back for my practicumm and permanent posting or whether i shld request for TKGS but i never thought my answer would come in the form of a dream. Was that even an answer or was it just a faint realisation of my desire, manifested in a dream?

So do i go along with my dream?

-Confused Soul-

So many things to do so little time....

Assalamualaikum....

I am dying to update my blog but there's just no time for me to do so... So since i'm taking my rest now... I shall just upload the cakes which we bought for each other's family on our engagement day! I simply love them!

The nephew! So cute right! Zayd's the name...

Can't wait to upload photos of fari's b'day party and my excursion with my naughty students. ok...back to arabic!

Ma'asalama!