after three weeks of Practicum, I found some happiness in myself spending half of my days with those little monsters. First week, it was a total haywire. I was about to go crazy at that time. but along the way, you are learning how to keep it going and everything is going to be ok. Of course, there was a time I was stressed out and cried. but, there is no easy road to be successful isn't it?
I would still continue teaching 2 Elit if you allowed me to. Honestly, I couldn't wait for the second 'wave' practicum. somewhat, I'm having fun teaching. it is a great feeling that you got after you teach the kids. you teach and they learn. you give worksheets, then you know who is the most genius in the class and who is the laziest in the class. those kids really made my day. part of me saying 'this is my life now, I gotta live with this.'
I think I'm okay with this. Slowly accepting thing that you wouldn't dream to be. An English Teacher. Allah itu Maha Besar. Mak's prayer is no joke. I still remember how she wanted me to be. she said in front of me in the car that she wanted one of our siblings, one could be a teacher. and here I am now. Alhamdulillah Ya Allah for making my mak's prayer came true.
this is a ticket to forever after paradise. I gotta earn it and score it well. InsyaAllah. :)
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