Cheryl’s Journals

Commencing from tomolo it will be my 1 whole week of raya break from my teaching routine… by right I am should to be very excited and filled with expectant abt the camping trip organize by our working adult fellowship. But to my surprise, I wasn’t filled with the kick at all. This is where my moodiness comes about again.

In reality I was very excited when this camping trip was 1^st announced in our church for at least 4 months ago. I and my close frend were overjoyed cos we’ve wanted to go for a holiday break to beaches ever since we went to the 1-day samatan trip last year. We missed the beach so much with roaring waves where you would throw urself into and swim across…it was really an enjoyable moment then!

I was busy thinking of what to pack and I had no idea of what to bring, I dunno why I acted so slack. I haven’t been like this before when it comes to having fun for holiday break. I dun feel likely. Haven’t I wished to get rid of my entire busy teaching schedule? Haven’t I always wished to take a good rest at home after being so hectic in college? I wonder what was the thing that I couldn’t let go in college… perhaps there is something.

I guess I must hav missed teaching my students. Having not seeing them in a week would make me feel lonesome sometimes. I dunno why this emotion seem to arouse whenever the holiday break comes, may it be 1-week or 3-weeks. Though teaching at some time will I face the menacing students I would definitely see red and get exploded but when it comes to the good ones, those who I consider them as obedient, responsible and eager-to-study-type I would tend to miss them, it’s very natural like how I miss my kindy students. Those little toddlers were so cute and adorable as how their innocence touches my heart very often.

Perhaps this is what I called as compassion. Those are my compassions toward my teaching career & my students. I believe not every1 has this compassion in them although that particular person might be an educator. This compassion within me is a ‘gift’. But this ‘gift’ still has a long-journey to go, still has many rooms for it to grow big and become healthy, then later would become a great blessing to the people around. I pray that God would grant me a heart with true compassion in my teaching career cos I know within me HE has already put that SEED of teaching when I was even in my mother’s womb. Now I come to realization why I was so ‘bossy’ and ‘instructing’ even way back in my kindergarten years. At that time, I somehow became a ‘tai kah cheh’ (big sis) in my class and have a few ‘konco-konco’ following my back…haha waiseh~ I felt so cool then! Hahahaa…

~ by cheryl82 on October 22, 2006.