At that time my teacher answered, it was part of teaching me to be discipline. I did not really get it at that time..but I realised that it actually have been doing the same thing until now, underline day and date and I made sure that it is and orderly manner, the line is made straight and neat.
Teachers have quite an influence on me in my life. From primary to secondary, I am blessed with teachers that did not just confine their teachings only within their subjects.
My best time of learning came when I was in Secondary school. I thank God that I was accepted into my beloved secondary school.
First day of school, during meet-the-teachers session was terrifying! I will never forget Mr KA’s introduction to us, I was really scared at him. Gosh..I really thought he was thaaaaaaaaat fierce. Well, months after that, he said his fierce introduction was did on purpose. Truth be told, he was not as fierce as he appeared the first time. Mr KA’s one of the teachers among all the other teachers around during my secondary studies, that taught more than just their subject, sharing life experience and giving piece of advice to live on. When ever I listen “Good Riddance (Time of my life)”, I would always remember his classes.
From KA to KZ to RZ, my teachers seemed to have very fancy nicknames.
5 years of my life in my boarding school was full with ups and down and moments to cherish...
There are many memories to share but these are among the highlights…
Lifetime experiences:
Experiment on Pantulan dalam penuh – total internal reflection. I remembered Mr Ang did this at my physics lab table. He insisted on getting the 90degrees angle because he wanted to show us how total internal reflection looks like. I also remembered him saying that you might not get to see this live if it wasn’t that time. Well, true enough, it was during that time total internal reflection was demonstrated live and years after that, even when I was in uni, I did not get to see it again.
I made Mr H sat with me to help answer my hundreds of questions on Accounts. I failed my first Accounts paper and was called to the principal’s office. I will never forget that moment. As many said, it is not how you started, it is how you finished. I may failed my first Accounts paper but Alhamdulillah, it was an A1 during SPM :)
There was a class that I will shiver myself to enter IF I am not up-to-date with the current news and happen to forget the entire cabinet line-up of Malaysian Government. Welcome to my history class. Well, one thing that I have to thank my Mr Rama, the habit of keeping myself up-to-date with news had really helped me a lot until now :) Thank you Sir.
Islamic studies classes are among my personal favourites. I appreciate the fact that my ustaz and ustazah did not confine the explanation and teaching within just the text book. I may not have shared this with many but their classes are for me, the true meaning of lifetime learning. The advices and the teachings still lingers and sticked in me. I also appreciate how open they were to received questions and doubts. I never felt discriminated or judged by them.
So did I ever get sleepy in class before?
Definitely! My droopy-eye class will be………………………. Geography! Haha. There was almost a mutual relationship between my eyes and Mr Rahman’s projector switch. The moment it turns on, my eyes will tend to turn off! :P ho ho ho. Honestly speaking, I do like the subject. Geography is one subject that made me want to travel the world. It is also one subject that I enjoy reading it over and over again. Now that I have started travelling more, I really appreciate what was taught before. It was like the words came alive! :)
Have I experienced being punished before?
Of course! Haha. The unforgettable one was during our Malay Language class. The whole class was asked to stand. We were badly scolded at that time. That class of all the strategic time it should be, was nicely the period before our favourite Chicken Rice lunch. Back in high school, chicken rice was the most looked forward lunch of the week and NONE of us dared to ask Mr K to release us to go for lunch. With the growling tummy… we heard footsteps of the others rushing down to the dining hall. I was telling myself “Cikgu…hari nasi ayam ni..udah2 ler marah tu..” :p We got another round of scolding for not having the guts to tell him that it was already lunch time and released to the dining hall. What happened next? Run for the chicken riceeeee !!!
These are just the tip of the iceberg on my entire journey in the high school. I have awesome teachers that taught me before and I can never imagine re-living my high school with a different set of teachers…
Mr Pefectionist… will take all the trouble to use the tools he had to draw perfect circle and good looking graphs.
Mr handsome… “ Saya handsome sebab saya tuck-in”, I am handsome because I tucked my shirt in – his campaign tagline to ask the boys to tuck in.
Mr Joker... “Lets go to the zoo” – his favourite line to cheer us up.
Unleashing creativity…the art class.
The only period of my life carrying Tatabahasa Dewan and a being a master in imbuhan – Cikgu KA’s class
Class the I need to think a lot..physics FIKIR.
My enchanted Magic class... Chemistry! That’s when you can see purple smoke and smell rotten eggs !
Physics lab…where I love to look at the Magic Eye graphics at the side wall. One of the pics was Saturn.
English Room was where there was a poster that written,“ Pen is mightier than sword”
Music room, where we practice fpr orchestra before rehearsals and performance. Ms Chiew, now Mrs Lee was my violin teacher that was very patient with me.
Computer Lab.. where I first learn to plan games with LAN connection.
Bilik MatSport (Computer teacher) was where I see server rack for the first time and know the existence of Windows NT Server.
Bilik dan Bengkel Kemahiran Hidup (Living Skills room and workshop) was where I learn to sew, cook, steps to open a business, get close to a real engine and see how it works and also solder electronics circuits which partly contributed my interest in taking Electronics Engineering.
I wish that God will always take care of my teachers and keep them in good life and good health. I gained a lot from them and there is no way I am where I am now if it is not because of them. To my Gurus, you are always in my heart. From exam subjects, life, relationships and even politics…my teachers did it all :)
To all my awesome teachers in Kolej Yayasan Saad, no one can replace all of you in me. Not forgetting, my teachers of Sekolah Kebangsaan Selayang Baru 2. Thank you, thank you, thank you.
To my friends, have a little prayer for our teachers.
To other teachers that are reading this…you’re always the heroes in shaping the future of the nation and indeed the catalysts for the National Education Transformation.
Cikgu Cikgu...I love all of you~ Happy Teachers Day! :)
Xoxo
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Xoxo
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