Anyway, I didn’t let that get the better of me, because age
is just a number and if I see them having fun, I can, too, you know? Age is
just a number.
But they weren’t having fun when I saw them just sitting,
chatting away. And that bothered me for a reason I couldn’t explain.
I knew I wasn’t obligated to make suggestions of what they
could do while they were on this quarantine period and I don’t think I was even
allowed to, but they weren’t doing anything— anything fun and I couldn’t just
let that be.
Therefore I took no time to composedly proposed a game, pretending I wasn't excited for them. especially when they chorally answered "Nak!!" in unison. eheh. now, onto the game! it's a game where I think they could
experience a sense of betrayal from people whom they thought were they friends,
a game that would make them look lame if they lose their cool, a game where
everyone needs to carefully think, a game those our age are probably familiar
with—
Werewolf and Citizens! *flashes a mischievous smile behind a
curtain*
It didn’t surprise me that they haven’t heard of it, but I was
touched for a second when I was explaining the rules, because woah, I am really
going to be this one teacher they remember everytime they play this game
throughout their life. That’s. so. cool. Haha
And y’all, the quarantine period was from morning until 2pm,
and they played the game the ENTIRE time. Shdsjjdksd I wasn’t expecting that. And
I felt bad to be That teacher that had to control their noises bc as you know,
this game can get INTENSE.
but the unexpected comraderie I saw as they were playing it, the funny banter among them, the one two girls smiling sheepishly at the corner, the one boy who seems to be the hearthrob of this class, and me, looking at them.. had had me wishing I could be 17 again... *cooly wiped my fake tears in front of the whiteboard*
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| the quarantine room aka makmal sains |
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