Past few weeks have been hectic. Psychologically and emotionally draining. For the past four months, it has been all about routine and management of the class. I'm seeing a bit of improvement I think. I need to view the big picture! I've only 2 weeks left with the class - hopefully it ends on a good note, God willing.
I crossed the border this morning and bumped into one of my students from last year's K2 batch. I've been thinking about him this whole week. Had a bit of a chat with his mother and my heart flooded with joy. I left and realised I had tears in my eyes. The incident simply affirmed that I love educating. I'm still learning about this "educator" bit in myself. I'm growing as a person in this profession.
Two days ago, the washing machine died on me. Dryer's a confirmed goner, washer's dead - I dreaded the thought of getting a new one! But, thankfully Mr. Fix-it (I'm blessed with one - my brother!) fixed it late last night. You cannot imagine what gushed out from that poor machine. Alhamdulillah, I don't have to resort to using a big tub of water, soap flakes, and a washing board :P! I need to learn how to fix the washing machine...
Aaah well. I've 14 portfolios waiting to be finished. But before embarking a painful night ahead, I did some browsing on an online bookstore and got some books. Previously purchased Vittorio Arrigoni's Gaza: Being Human - difficult to digest, the contents are just too painful to swallow... it's a good addition to my collection of books and I feel the need to share it.
Off to a long sleepless night! Love, me.
|Can't wait for them to arrive at my doorstep.|