Post Teachers' Day Celebration
At the end of the day, I realized one thing. It doesn't matter whether my students gave me presents/cards on Teachers' Day or not. Or even how many presents/cards I received from them.
What matters most is whether my students' have taken away something from me.
I realized this as I was looking through all the cards and presents I received just now. As I opened up the presents one by one, my only reaction was "Oh...ok" or "Hmm... interesting". Basically, I felt nothing much. Then, I started reading the cards I received. I felt nothing until I came across one handmade card by one of my Sec 1NT students. Though it's merely a piece of pink paper which was decorated with pencilled wordings of "Happy Teacher's Day" and sans any form of colourings, I felt that it was the most meaningful thing that I've received so far. This is because of its contents which goes:
"Hye cher! Sowie inside this letter I cannot write a proper English. I know that my English is dropping but I will try to improve. I luv u cher. cause u had teach me to respect my fwen."
Allright, the language as well as the urge to take out my red pen and edit all the grammatical errors aside, I particularly liked the message. All along, I have been teaching this class to respect their friends, how to respect them and also, the value of respecting their friends. For the uninformed, this is the class where the students are usually at logger heads and bully one another. Therefore, I've been trying to instill this value of respect in them whenever I can.
Truthfully, I'd never expected that my message had gotten through. All along, I'd assumed that my messages "went through one ear and leaves from the other". Therefore, I was darn happy and touched when I read this card.
So yep, there you go. It's not a matter of presents or cards. It's a matter of whether my students have learnt something from me... and whether I've made a difference in and to their lives.
What matters most is whether my students' have taken away something from me.
I realized this as I was looking through all the cards and presents I received just now. As I opened up the presents one by one, my only reaction was "Oh...ok" or "Hmm... interesting". Basically, I felt nothing much. Then, I started reading the cards I received. I felt nothing until I came across one handmade card by one of my Sec 1NT students. Though it's merely a piece of pink paper which was decorated with pencilled wordings of "Happy Teacher's Day" and sans any form of colourings, I felt that it was the most meaningful thing that I've received so far. This is because of its contents which goes:
"Hye cher! Sowie inside this letter I cannot write a proper English. I know that my English is dropping but I will try to improve. I luv u cher. cause u had teach me to respect my fwen."
Allright, the language as well as the urge to take out my red pen and edit all the grammatical errors aside, I particularly liked the message. All along, I have been teaching this class to respect their friends, how to respect them and also, the value of respecting their friends. For the uninformed, this is the class where the students are usually at logger heads and bully one another. Therefore, I've been trying to instill this value of respect in them whenever I can.
Truthfully, I'd never expected that my message had gotten through. All along, I'd assumed that my messages "went through one ear and leaves from the other". Therefore, I was darn happy and touched when I read this card.
So yep, there you go. It's not a matter of presents or cards. It's a matter of whether my students have learnt something from me... and whether I've made a difference in and to their lives.