deep inside

pagi tadi sebelum aku dihantar bapa pergi sekolah, mama selit teguran tentang cara aku berpakaian. jangan pakai yang ketat mengikut bentuk tubuh mama kata, sebab nanti bapa yang disoal di hari akhirat kenapa aku tidak sempurna dalam berpakaian.

memang aku tidak sempurna dalam berpakaian, jujur aku akui serendah rendah hati. tudung singkat alakadar menutup apa yang perlu ditutup. baju kadang lebar dan besar, kadang setakat muat dan kadang terlihat lemak belipat. stokin kaki tidak pernah pakai jari kaki telanjang tiada berlapik. sarung tangan apatah lagi. terbuka terselak kadang tidak terkisahkan pun.

bukan aku tiada perasaan nampak wanita seangkatan aku tertutup aurat dengan sempurna. aku pun masih ada rasa bertuhan dan cukup kasih untuk bapa biar tidak terlalu lama dihisab. kalau kira berapa kali skrol ig cari stokin sokha, sarung lengan bergaya, jubah jubah semua..tidak terkira agaknya berapa kali berniat tanpa terlaksana. tapi yang nyata, aku pun ada rasa mahu jadi sebaik baik wanita..
dan aku harap, bila semua jadi keras pada aku yang belum terlihat mahu berubah, biarlah aku bersangka baik dan berlembut pada diri sendiri yang masih melangkah bayi untuk mendekat pada sempurna. biar walapun sedikit, aku tidak mahu penat meraikan sekecil kecil baiknya perubahan pada diri aku.

terima kasih mama dan bapa. jauh manapun aku dari jangkau baiknya seorang wanita, tidak pernah terkurangkan kasih sayang dan doa penuh kebaikan dari mereka untuk aku. percayalah pada setiapnya yang menyentuh hati, semua aku ambil kira dan simpan kemas dalam kepala biar aku ini terlembut hati jadi wanita baik yang tertutup pada setiapnya walaupun masih jauh dan terlalu perlahan ke arah sempurna.

semoga nanti, beberapa masa kehadapan bila aku baca lagi apa yang tercatat pagi ini, aku sudah jauh lebih baik dari hari ini.


01/3/2016
8.26am

hari hari

dalam ratus ratus hari
yang sudah aku lalui sendiri
tidak ada walau sehari
tanpa kamu dalam kepala menari nari
dan tanpa aku tercari cari
cebis cebis disana sini
yang masih buat aku tersenyum sendiri

begitulah hari hari.

27/2/2016
10.32pm

cerita cikgu #3

its been a month now.

i think i have better classroom management skill in terms of being a real teacher now. i am now able to call them with their names and that obviously made them want to listen to me better. took me a month to be able to learn all their names except for year 1 as i only get to enter their class thrice a week. i used to remember all sorts of malay names when i was in my practicum days but now that im teaching in sabah and in chinese school, i come across all sort of names from the malay types to the chinese and indians, also dusunese and english names. the longest so far is Nataneialovella, 15 letters in one word name. she's my year 4 student and i always got my tongue twisted everytime i have to call her name and all the other students will have to correct my pronunciation. luckily she's a sweet girl. 

i love my work-mates aka the teachers too. the teachers are all being very helpful in terms of sharing tips on how to control some famous naughty kids around the school. we had a great chinese new year too. it was my first time watching the lion dance performance live, right in front of my eyes because the school invited the lion dance team to perform in the school area. i also got invited for the CNY dinner celebration. i guess teaching in the only chinese school in kota marudu makes me feel a little special and lucky because they always make me feel like i'm a part of them. they prepared a special table for us to provide us the halal foods. im well aware that there are probably more things and plot twists to come but so far i think i have the best people around my working and teaching area.

i have started my home-tuition too. im so lucky to have mama and bapa who gave the most support in me doing the things i have always wanted to do. they helped me find space for my little classroom in the house. angah provided me the tables too. i love spending time with the kids. it feels totally different with teaching in school. those who come to my tuition class are the ones who really want to learn. and that makes teaching them is a lot more fun and enjoyable. i found its tiring especially in the first week of doing this. but at the end of the day, im glad that im able to keep myself busy and enjoying the life of teaching to every bits of it while im still young and able. 

im trying my best to keep myself busy with works and teaching now. it helps me feel better about myself. in fact, im getting better in trying to feel better about myself now. i hope this will go a long way because i still have quite a distance to go through..

11.38pm
26/2/2016

dalam kepala


kalau lah 
isi kepala
seperti cat
boleh dicalit
boleh diabstrak 
boleh diconteng
diatas kertas
atau didinding
apa agaknya
rupa bentuk
kucar kacir 
serabut serabai
sesarat seberat
entah apa
dalam kepala
saat ini

apa agaknya.

11:05pm
14/2/2016

cerita cikgu #2


i had quite an experience yesterday.

i thought the class was under control. everyone was doing their work while i was trying to find out who can't read among them. they were quite except for some of them who were taking turns  to sharpen their colours and some who wanted to go out to the toilet. i thought everything was okay and the kids were doing fine.

i honestly didn't see the stress coming until i heard someone said, 'teacher, dia birak' while pointed at someone at the back sitting just next to the wall. for a second i was panicking. i just looked at the kid without saying anything and i had already seen some 'things' coming down to the floor from the pants. it was also on his shoes. and then the sound of the other kids making the eww noises and laughing brought me back to the situation i was in now. i approached the kid and i gave him some wet tissues i got from my handbag (thank God i had it), and i asked him to wait for a while. as for the other kids, i warned them to stay quite. i went out and i saw a teacher. i asked her what to do because i was totally blurred. she helped me tell the cleaner aunt and the aunt told me to bring the kid to the toilet. then i asked the teacher who was teaching the class next to my class if they have any spare clothes. yes they have it.

when i got back to the class, the kid was already crying because the other kids were making fun of him. and i felt bad because i left him there being watched by all his friends just like that. so i got mad at the other kids and i guess i was quite terrifying when i scream because i actually made them completely quiet. then i brought the kid to the toilet and passed the spare clothes to the aunt. i got back to the class to make sure that the other kids were not turning the classroom into a circus. yes they did. but me coming in eventually stopped the circus. i started lecturing them about how they should not make fun of their friends and how it could happen to just any of them and how by that time, they would not want anybody to do the same thing as what they just did to their friend. they just nodded. i didn't know if they understand, but i feel better to have said what i wanted to say. 

as that was my first time confronting such situation, i felt really bad for the aunt because i could not handle the situation on my own. but i sure had learned something yesterday. and i had started to realize, that this is not practicum anymore. this isn't a practice anymore. back then during the practicum, whenever i was having a bad time in school, i would think about how many more days until everything end. but now things just won't work that way anymore. there's no end-date to this for the time being. this is not ending anytime soon. i got to be prepared for things like this to constantly happen especially year 1. i hope as time goes by, i'll find it enjoyable teaching these adorable little kids despite all the difficult sides i have to take part in. 

and oh. after the holiday, the selection for story telling will be held in all my classes. yes, including year 1 class. so lets just wait for cuteness overload / disaster overload (whichever comes first) on that day. 

welcome to next level now nurul.

8:14am
30/01/2016

cerita cikgu #1


so today the last period in my schedule of teaching was with year 2 Xiao for Bahasa Malaysia's lesson. ever since my day 1 of teaching, i was trying to get in the same tune as the kids so the way i teach will match the way they choose to behave in my class. i heard from several teachers about them, but i didn't really think that it would be that bad. i thought i had loud enough voice to make sure they listen to me. unfortunately i don't. i was talking about dealing with 48 kids. teaching a subject that i am not familiar with. and i have to enter this class for 10 periods 5 days a week. 2 periods for each. and 2 days in which the lesson takes place in the last period right before the school end. 

for now, i would say, this class is the most challenging class i have ever teach. even during my practicum, i had no experience in teaching level one students and i had no idea on how to deal with them energetic and powerful kids. plus, teaching in real life is seriously one whole different story with what ever things i had learned when i was in IPG and even during practicum. i could literally apply all the theories and method i learned but i guess it just doesn't work for kids who had already lose their focus after a long day and all they could think about is going back home. to make things even worse, their parents are waiting right on the outside of the classroom already waving their kids asking how their day was! gosh only allah knows whatever feeling i was feeling at that time i was like damnnnn how the heck am i going to keep my cool with these kids jumping and screaming around?! 

i remember laughing at myself just now after i screamed several times and it didn't get their attention at all. AT ALL. no wonder some of the teachers teaching level one students are using portable microphone during their lesson. now i understand. i should've ordered that thing too.

i had class with these little kids early in the morning once, and they were behaving real good on that particular hour. i was hoping that they can behave exactly the same way for the last two periods of my lessons. i hope this will only happen in my first week of teaching. i hope next week and the weeks after, it will get easier in time. i hope i didn't get demotivated by this. its a long way to go and i believe its a process of me learning too. 

i should really improve my teaching skills. and my voice. and my patience.

5:08pm
27/01/2016