Archive for September, 2007

PMR

Saturday, September 15th, 2007

i have run the race. i have fought the fight. and now for the first time, i feel

bored.

the past two months especially saw me worrying a lot about my students. not that most of them wont score A or B, it’s just that i want them to do more than they can. most of them speak good english. and they have travelled the world ( unlike me). i am sooooo Malaysian.

anyway, my first year teaching the exam class, i realise that i have a lot to learn. i have made mistakes that i would want to rectify next year. for this year, i’ve given them tips, ways that my teachers never thought about, and i have spent especially the last month marking. i even asked other teachers how they coped with the marking. well, it was easy they said.

1. I just discuss papers with them. give them ideas and sample answers.

2. play games. the students are stressed out. play games to make them relax.

and here i was, panicking that i have missed out something important. i had this nightmare that ALL my students failed and my principal fired me.  :(

see it is my first time teaching an exam class. now, i am honest enough with my students to tell them that my spelling is attrocious. and often times, i ask the kids how to spell. i have never actually entered a spelling bee so i am not worried. plus, with a dictionary by my side, i am good enough.

and some time during the mid year exam, i met friends who were examiners and they were kind enough to point out pointers to me. for the first time, i found that i was a rather lenient marker. well, not much but i could be more strict. and so in their mid year, a lot of those used to get A didnt.

well, that has all passed. after the frantic marking, getting the students email and returning all their papers, i am BORED.

it’s weird. it’s a saturday and i am sitting here wondering what i will be doing on monday morning in school.

besides clearing the massive paper pile and dust on my table (especially in those corners) i would be… FREE!

and suddenly, i feel strange. like a mother losing her children who have flown from home.

oh my…

i wish all students taking pmr the best. especially to my 3E, A and D.