First Week

When I first stepped in that school, I didn't think that this will be the school which I was dreaming for. Noisy pupils, 'kerek' teachers, fierce headmistress, hot weather and bla bla bla. The first day in school wasn't a happy day at all. I went home hopelessly.

Same goes to the second day. After I got my timetable, I entered Year 3 Arif. Truthfully speaking, I had a big problem of classroom management (classroom control). Boys ran here, ran there, girls kept talking, yet all of them turned the class to be a 'pasar borong'. They screwed up everything. Thus they made my stress level went to the up. Moreover, I didn't have an enough sleep as I needed to prepare those teaching aids, lesson plan, murals, portfolio and etc. Again, I went home with tears. Lots of things kept lingering in my mind. It's like.. I had no idea how I'm gonna handle everything in a short of time. AAaaaaaaaaaa

Hurm... with tons of other problems and troubles, I felt like I'd lost myself. Sometimes I hurt other's feelings until I didn't feel like talking to anyone, I just want to be alone. I wondered whether I was in the right profession. Should I give up then? What am I going to do if I quit? Then I got a phone call from my mom. After seeking for some advices, I thought I should change my mindset. Why should I be so serious with those pupils, why don't I see them, teach them with my heart?

After some preparation, I managed to change my plan, I organized the interesting activities in the class and they enjoyed it so much. Yay! Bravo. Give a big clap to myself *wink*. Although there are some other things which are not settled yet, every morning when I see my pupils, look into their sincere eyes, their smiles and laugh, all my pains have washed away. Yes, those pains are gone. My pupils - they are one of the reason why I'm still standing until now.. =)

Day 1 - Write their own sentences using the words given.
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