I feel like the excitement in my life is gradually decreasing. Maybe I'm getting old, maybe because of the super hot weather, maybe because of the surrounding, maybe because of the job I plan putting on pause once I decide which Master course I want to take. And another reason is the students who I just can't learn to love. Pardon my harsh words in this post. I just... can't stop.
I tell you, Form 1 students are super naughty, noisy, and they think they are the kings (at least in my class). I pray to Allah I won't get to teach them next year or it'll be pain in the *insert beep sound*. They just don't care about you at all, don't have respect... Maybe they're born in the forest and taken care by non-human creatures and it's their first time to be a part of development which includes a lot of chairs, desks, and blackboard. Imagine zoo. Yup, that's how Form 1 students in my school are. I just... despise them.
Well, despise might not be a good word. I should have good feelings towards them so my heart can reach them. But, come on! I've been gentle and super caring and super tolerant to them but what good did they ever do to me? Do they even learn in my class? They think they're so smart, they should just quit school and redeem their genius statuses! They don't even bring their books... I bet they left their brain and sanity at home too... The only think they know is to talk, play, eat during recess, sleep, play some more, talk some more... Come on! Even cats can do that! I rather teach a class full of cats! At least by the end of the lesson, they can do some tricks!
Maybe not everyone in the class are like that. I still remember the 5 students in that particular class who kept asking me questions and looked at their books attentively. 5 over 28 of them. I honestly pray to Allah that these kids will get to learn in better class next year so they can learn in peace. They don't deserve to be put in such havoc and disastrous environment. They'll get terrible headache just like me. Maybe a minor hypertension and heartache too.
I just don't understand these kids. Come on, I'm not asking you much. Just try to at least learn something, do your homework, and bring your book. Rather than thinking of myself as a failure, I think that I've been wasting my time entering the class and using my maximum voice to teach them but no one end up with even 40 marks for their mid-year exam. I believe they can change this but they have to change themselves first... Among them, I just can't see any candidate of perfect score student yet...
Just wanna share about my day - 2 of my students cried in class. One, because I threatened to give her name to the HEM because she wrote obscene words in a piece of paper. Come on! Form 1 student wrote obscene message? You might not want to believe me... I can't even look at the paper. It's just too gross... So, she cried and do I care? Huh! Like come on, that girl should totally get a brainwash.
Another student cried for a rather funny and nonsense reason. She's going to transfer school and she cried because she can't see her boyfriend anymore before she leaves. One word - Lame... Like, come on! He's not your husband for God sake! Ugh... This is another reason why I don't want to deal with these immature kids. Don't show your tears to me for such nonsensical reason. Don't show that you're weak, girl... Your heart's not made of glass... Plus, weak girls are so outdated! That's just so uncool...
Huh, that's about it. I thought writing everything out will make me feel better but I just sighed a lot more since I've started typing half an hour ago. Whatever. Kids will be kids (and I just want to knock some sense in their heads). Gah! Whatever. Bye.
Wassalam...
P/S: I've never cried in public. I'm just, not an attention-grabber. Peace y'all!
By; Al-Falah who can't stand crybabies...
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