I am not stupid. I am THE teacher. I am not stupid. I am THE teacher. I am not stupid. I am THE teacher. *chants this endlessly*
Ok, the class now is tad different from my previous school. The kids are advanced.. at least that's what I thought. Therefore I got all anxious and nervous by myself teaching them. I mean, I was not wrong to feel that. You see, I love when kids ask questions. for example when my nephew asks things like
"Macam mana burung boleh terbang?""Sebab burung ada sayap"
.......yes okay. listen hadif.. *opens the book of 100 white lies you can tell your nephew*
However this time I can't really lie. I am the teacher. (I mean trainee teacher. but the kids don't know that) and so you are expected to know mooore than Google. I mean awh, I am flattered but I am not that smart, darling.
I don't hate it, come on! I told you I LOVE when kids ask questions. Whatever the questions may be- stupid, nonsense, academical. It's just that I was toooo anxious that sometimes when I got asked out of nowhere, I would doubt my answer and prefer to "Ok let me Google" to make sure my answer is correct. Most of the time it is. see where the issue lies? my confidence.
"Why is Port Dickson called Port Dickson, Miss?" ugh. I think it's the name of the.. but WAIT. what does that have to do with my lesson now?!?! *cekak pinggang*
Haih kids.
Oh but now I think I have gained my confidence back seeing their workbook. I mean *evil laugh* dear dear, you have a lot to learn, like me! anyway they are at least advanced speaker so my instructions always get through easily and that is truly something I am grateful for!
I shall not be stupid. I am the teacher.
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