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1st Day of TP / Tuesday, February 27, 2007 @ 11:52 AM
It is always difficult when something is new. But with time, things get easier and everything will fall into places.
So today was the first day of TP and I had to report in school by 7.15am. I was there earlier and I was hanging around the general office waiting for someone to guide me to the school hall. Then this guy came up to me and introduced himself as OM and in my heart I was thinking what in the world does OM stands for. Not caring that I might look stupid, I asked him does OM stands for and he said it stands for Old Man. For a minute I actually believed him.
Since everyone was so busy, I did not even have a proper induction. My CT is the LSC and my SCM is a senior teacher. I thought it should be the other way round. Both my CT and SCM were asking me questions that I cannot answer like:
- What time should I report to school and what time should I be released
- What I shall be doing in school
Hmm..I thought they were the ones who were supposed to be telling me. Anyway, I sensed that both the CT and SCM were not so clear on what to do because I was left alone at my workstation for almost the whole day. I had no timetable and I was left doing my article summary. The good news is that my workstation is in the staffroom and the bad news is that there is no SNO classroom. All the rooms were full and I might have to use the resource room in the library. I also received the case profiles of the 3 students I am suppose to be working on. They are all in 3 different classes and since I am in a single session school, seeing them for withdrawal sessions will be a challenge unless they stay back after school.
I had the biggest problem of locating the staff toilet! All the toilets are boys toilets and the staff toilets are located very far from the staffroom, and placed at dark alleys and narrow corridors. Maybe they do not encourage staffs drinking so much water :p
Another weird thing that happened was when my SCM brought me to her class to take a look at one of her students. This boy is suspected of having dyslexia and she wanted me to take a look at him. At first I thought she thought I was the doctor who could perform some sort of a miracle. Then she went showed me her reading corner (in the class) where I get to sit with this boy who just finished crying because he had a cut in his hand. She then went on to say if I could take a look at how he reads the selected 2 books and then come up with an assessment.
Since when can do assessment just by hearing a child read.
It was at this point of time that I realized that my SCM is even more blur than me. My CT seems to be clearer about things but she is so stressed up from making a few calls to some parents.
On the whole the school has so many friendly teachers and I am seated next to this very boyish looking trainee teacher who looks like he just pop over from JC. Plus the principal is so young! She was wearing a very stylish retro dress with ribbons and I never guessed that she was the principal.
So I left school at 12.25 pm, I had to walk up a long and steep slope to go to the bus stop near the expressway. Thank goodness I was not wearing heels! After the bus came, it took me close to an hour to reach Bedok centre. Plus walking in the hot sun makes me cranky.
My ST at Bedok is soooo nice! I am so happy about that. Even though it was my first time at the centre, it did not feel uncomfortable. Maybe that is because the centre is so nice! I love it there! Also, the teachers are all very positive in their lessons considering that they do have some children with ADHD.
So hopefully this week will not turn out to bad. It will be a long 10 weeks but for the first month, shuffling between bedok, queenstown and potong pasir, time will pass very fast!
Looking forward to open meeting tommorrow!
Ist Day of TP
It is always difficult when something is new. But with time, things get easier and everything will fall into places.
So today was the first day of TP and I had to report in school by 7.15am. I was there earlier and I was hanging around the general office waiting for someone to guide me to the school hall. Then this guy came up to me and introduced himself as OM and in my heart I was thinking what in the world does OM stands for. Not caring that I might look stupid, I asked him does OM stands for and he said it stands for Old Man. For a minute I actually believed him.
Since everyone was so busy, I did not even have a proper induction. My CT is the LSC and my SCM is a senior teacher. I thought it should be the other way round. Both my CT and SCM were asking me questions that I cannot answer like:
- What time should I report to school and what time should I be released
- What I shall be doing in school
Hmm..I thought they were the ones who were supposed to be telling me. Anyway, I sensed that both the CT and SCM were not so clear on what to do because I was left alone at my workstation for almost the whole day. I had no timetable and I was left doing my article summary. The good news is that my workstation is in the staffroom and the bad news is that there is no SNO classroom. All the rooms were full and I might have to use the resource room in the library. I also received the case profiles of the 3 students I am suppose to be working on. They are all in 3 different classes and since I am in a single session school, seeing them for withdrawal sessions will be a challenge unless they stay back after school.
I had the biggest problem of locating the staff toilet! All the toilets are boys toilets and the staff toilets are located very far from the staffroom, and placed at dark alleys and narrow corridors. Maybe they do not encourage staffs drinking so much water :p
Another weird thing that happened was when my SCM brought me to her class to take a look at one of her students. This boy is suspected of having dyslexia and she wanted me to take a look at him. At first I thought she thought I was the doctor who could perform some sort of a miracle. Then she went showed me her reading corner (in the class) where I get to sit with this boy who just finished crying because he had a cut in his hand. She then went on to say if I could take a look at how he reads the selected 2 books and then come up with an assessment.
?!?
Since when can do assessment just by hearing a child read.
It was at this point of time that I realized that my SCM is even more blur than me. My CT seems to be clearer about things but she is so stressed up from making a few calls to some parents.
On the whole the school has so many friendly teachers and I am seated next to this very boyish looking trainee teacher who looks like he just pop over from JC. Plus the principal is so young! She was wearing a very stylish retro dress with ribbons and I never guessed that she was the principal.
So I left school at 12.25 pm, I had to walk up a long and steep slope to go to the bus stop near the expressway. Thank goodness I was not wearing heels! After the bus came, it took me close to an hour to reach Bedok centre. Plus walking in the hot sun makes me cranky.
My ST at Bedok is soooo nice! I am so happy about that. Even though it was my first time at the centre, it did not feel uncomfortable. Maybe that is because the centre is so nice! I love it there! Also, the teachers are all very positive in their lessons considering that they do have some children with ADHD.
So hopefully this week will not turn out to bad. It will be a long 10 weeks but for the first month, shuffling between bedok, queenstown and potong pasir, time will pass very fast!
Looking forward to open meeting tommorrow!
We are not born with character. It is developed by the experiences and decisions that guide our lives. Each individual creates, develops and nurtures his or her own character. Being a man or woman of character is no easy task. It requires tough decisions, many of which put you at odds with the more commonly accepted social morés of the times.
Cowardliness in character, manifested by a lack of integrity, or honor, will sooner or later manifest itself as cowardliness in other forms. People who have the courage to face up to the ethical challenges in their daily lives, to remain faithful to sacred oaths, have a reservoir of strength from which to draw upon in times of great stress—in the heat of battle.
Cowardliness in character, manifested by a lack of integrity, or honor, will sooner or later manifest itself as cowardliness in other forms. People who have the courage to face up to the ethical challenges in their daily lives, to remain faithful to sacred oaths, have a reservoir of strength from which to draw upon in times of great stress—in the heat of battle.
