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Real story writing / Sunday, December 23, 2007 @ 11:41 PM
My brother is watching soccer and that means only one thing for me. I get to use the computer! I still hate the fact that I do not have my own computer until now but I will get it one day. It can be extremely stressful when I am in a rush to check pv on the computer, or any last minute email about meetings. I have no choice but to deal with it until I get my own laptop one day. For now there are so many other things that I have to priotize.
This was how my desk at home looked like as of yesterday, Saturday. I know! Very messy! This week was very hectic and the only time I used this desk was during changing of bags. Also, whenever I packed my things in a bag, I will tend to make sure I have everything in that bag especially when I am going to different places where I needed different things. I hate it when I forget something and it is disruptive to my thought process. This is why I take at careful time to pack my bag and make sure I have all that I need. This is also why I cannot carry those small cutesy handbags that you see ladies where. I am a big bagger. Haha! The plastic cups and the childrens storybook was for my lesson at Darul Mawa so thats not there anymore.
Seeing this mess, I remembered what Eddie said a while ago about being in the zone. When you are in the zone and you are so focus on your goals, these nitty gritty things do not matter to you. It has little effect because you have your eyes on the goal. Not that I try to use this excuse for being messy, but this week, I had to pack my bag with lit pack, books and stuffs that I didnt even have the time to put things back where they belong. Rest assured that this is only temporary and I shall be cleaning this desk on Monday morning.
I had an interesting time yesterday teaching 2 boys, originally in Baz class. One of them was really cute and he was obviously having difficulties writing and spelling. In spite of that, he continues to try even when he does not know. I also noticed that his sequence of writing the letters were all wrong and I do have my suspicion that he might be dyslexic. Since that was the first time I took him, I wanted to wait and see what Baz and the rest think first before we take any actions.
The other boy was giving me some refusal in doing written work. I have no idea whether he was bored or he was just throwing a tantrum. He refused to speak or do anything halfway througout the lesson and even my reward system did not work. In the end I told him that he had to choose between going off early for lunch or staying back to finish his work with me. Its not a great thing to be so strict but I believe these kids need that discipline. His persistency continued and in the end I packed my stuff, took away the piece of worksheet and said:
"You can go now. I am not going to scold you but if you are not interested in learning, I am not going to be interested in teaching you as well. You can go."
My first instinct was to be mad and angry at him. It was as if he was challenging my professionalism in teaching. However I thought that there was no point being angry, these kids carry with them emotional baggages that I do not even know. So I left it like that.
It was only after that, I realised that my reaction was thanks to a book recommendation by Vivian. This book about a teacher teaching a special eds class. This book, One Child is in fact a true story written by the teacher, Tory Hayden. You can visit her website here. When I started reading it, I had no idea that it was a true story. My jaw dropped at the beginning of the book and even though this book was written 1 year before I was born, I felt like I could connect with the author / teacher.
Now the author, both an author and a teacher is famous. She originally started writing her experiences not because she wanted it to be published, but she simply wanted to pen down her experiences with the special child. I wonder if I can be like that one day. Even though I hope to be free and retired at an earlier age than 60 (duh), being a writer has always been in a pipeline for me. Of course the language she uses and my language are different, I mean, she has English as the first language.
Retired teacher, author, business owner. That would be impressive!
Real story writing
My brother is watching soccer and that means only one thing for me. I get to use the computer! I still hate the fact that I do not have my own computer until now but I will get it one day. It can be extremely stressful when I am in a rush to check pv on the computer, or any last minute email about meetings. I have no choice but to deal with it until I get my own laptop one day. For now there are so many other things that I have to priotize.
This was how my desk at home looked like as of yesterday, Saturday. I know! Very messy! This week was very hectic and the only time I used this desk was during changing of bags. Also, whenever I packed my things in a bag, I will tend to make sure I have everything in that bag especially when I am going to different places where I needed different things. I hate it when I forget something and it is disruptive to my thought process. This is why I take at careful time to pack my bag and make sure I have all that I need. This is also why I cannot carry those small cutesy handbags that you see ladies where. I am a big bagger. Haha! The plastic cups and the childrens storybook was for my lesson at Darul Mawa so thats not there anymore.
Seeing this mess, I remembered what Eddie said a while ago about being in the zone. When you are in the zone and you are so focus on your goals, these nitty gritty things do not matter to you. It has little effect because you have your eyes on the goal. Not that I try to use this excuse for being messy, but this week, I had to pack my bag with lit pack, books and stuffs that I didnt even have the time to put things back where they belong. Rest assured that this is only temporary and I shall be cleaning this desk on Monday morning.
I had an interesting time yesterday teaching 2 boys, originally in Baz class. One of them was really cute and he was obviously having difficulties writing and spelling. In spite of that, he continues to try even when he does not know. I also noticed that his sequence of writing the letters were all wrong and I do have my suspicion that he might be dyslexic. Since that was the first time I took him, I wanted to wait and see what Baz and the rest think first before we take any actions.
The other boy was giving me some refusal in doing written work. I have no idea whether he was bored or he was just throwing a tantrum. He refused to speak or do anything halfway througout the lesson and even my reward system did not work. In the end I told him that he had to choose between going off early for lunch or staying back to finish his work with me. Its not a great thing to be so strict but I believe these kids need that discipline. His persistency continued and in the end I packed my stuff, took away the piece of worksheet and said:
"You can go now. I am not going to scold you but if you are not interested in learning, I am not going to be interested in teaching you as well. You can go."
My first instinct was to be mad and angry at him. It was as if he was challenging my professionalism in teaching. However I thought that there was no point being angry, these kids carry with them emotional baggages that I do not even know. So I left it like that.
It was only after that, I realised that my reaction was thanks to a book recommendation by Vivian. This book about a teacher teaching a special eds class. This book, One Child is in fact a true story written by the teacher, Tory Hayden. You can visit her website here. When I started reading it, I had no idea that it was a true story. My jaw dropped at the beginning of the book and even though this book was written 1 year before I was born, I felt like I could connect with the author / teacher.
Now the author, both an author and a teacher is famous. She originally started writing her experiences not because she wanted it to be published, but she simply wanted to pen down her experiences with the special child. I wonder if I can be like that one day. Even though I hope to be free and retired at an earlier age than 60 (duh), being a writer has always been in a pipeline for me. Of course the language she uses and my language are different, I mean, she has English as the first language.
Retired teacher, author, business owner. That would be impressive!
