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Someone once said that a teacher's favourite hobby is "marking". I bet he/she was mocking teachers. Do you know i actually dislike marking? Yes, it's the bane of my existence as a teacher (maybe just like how homework is detested by kids). I just look at the huge pile of assignments to mark and i lose all motivation. My favourite hobby as a teacher is actually designing lessons, and actually doing the real teaching. I just enjoy interacting with students, so i guess interacting with paper via a red pen (i.e. marking) just doesn't cut it for me (but yes yes, i know a good teacher needs to give timely feedback to pupils...just cut me some slack).
Today a colleague made an interesting comment to me. He asked how come i'm always smiling. And i told him that smiling is my coping mechanism. Smiling, even when i'm stressed or down, actually makes me happy.
You know, everytime one reaches a peak, one can only look towards the next peak. Well, of course that's good, but i cannot deny the added stress that is generated. But i always remind myself - it's neither me nor my beloved students - it's God. Cast all your anxieties on Him, for He cares for you.
Today i was such a klutz. I rushed out of the house and forgot to take my shoe bag along. So i had my exercise gear except the shoes. How smart right. Bah, and to think i was looking forward to a good run. So i ended up eating a custard puff instead. Hurhur.
I was really amused when my students from 4A/E actually noticed i wasn't wearing my usual white-based shirts. Yes, i never liked wearing dark-coloured shirts, but decided that since i hadn't worn that shirt i bought in SF, i had better wear it before it goes into the "i've bought it but never am going to wear" section.
ok, a lot of trivia today. But i like it. Oh, Switchfoot concert tmr!
Today a colleague made an interesting comment to me. He asked how come i'm always smiling. And i told him that smiling is my coping mechanism. Smiling, even when i'm stressed or down, actually makes me happy.
You know, everytime one reaches a peak, one can only look towards the next peak. Well, of course that's good, but i cannot deny the added stress that is generated. But i always remind myself - it's neither me nor my beloved students - it's God. Cast all your anxieties on Him, for He cares for you.
Today i was such a klutz. I rushed out of the house and forgot to take my shoe bag along. So i had my exercise gear except the shoes. How smart right. Bah, and to think i was looking forward to a good run. So i ended up eating a custard puff instead. Hurhur.
I was really amused when my students from 4A/E actually noticed i wasn't wearing my usual white-based shirts. Yes, i never liked wearing dark-coloured shirts, but decided that since i hadn't worn that shirt i bought in SF, i had better wear it before it goes into the "i've bought it but never am going to wear" section.
ok, a lot of trivia today. But i like it. Oh, Switchfoot concert tmr!