Monday, September 25, 2006

Need for Pilgrimmage



Yes I do... am in need of a pilgrimmage of some sort... to search for some answers... to search for some meaning... to search for myself...

Messed up... indeed... lots of loose ends... lots of irony... lots of directionless pursuits... or so it seems...

Not seeking to escape from the agony... but rather, seeking to trace to the source of the knot...

I remembered I felt it once... up in the quiet mountains in Nepal... that feeling of being embraced and without being judged...

Always felt a need to be in Tibet... nevermind how commercialised it has become... it has become more accessible... and at the same time, become less myterious, less unbearing...

But I somehow feel that there's a place in Tibet where I would feel embraced... almost like going back to a place of origin... a place where it all began... a place where it would all end...

Am in need of a pilgrimmage... indeed... perhaps... I already am... on a pilgrimmage called life... there ought to be a reason... why it is as it is... it will probably be a solitary pilgrimmage... for in solitude, there might lie an answer...

Wonder what's evoking such thoughts... could be the mess I see in Taiwan, Thailand, Middle East... could be the death of a passionate crocodile hunter... could be the irritable misunderstanding in the surrounding... could be the constant need to reinvent oneself... could be the frustration of seeing people abandoning ship... could be my disgust at how people can behave for the sake of glory and ambition...

Perhaps it could just be the fact that I'm coughing so much that my abdominal muscles are getting more conditioning without having the need to do a single sit-up...

Perhaps... a pilgrimmage is due... to leave it all behind... to find out where it all began... and how it should end...

Sunday, September 10, 2006

Courage to Teach!


Chatted with GZ briefly some time last week over MSN about how I missed my first batch of students from Simpleville who graduated some 3 years ago... she then promptly set out to organise something with the rest... and I finally met up with a few of them last night for dinner...

This batch of students have a very special place in my heart for many reasons... They were the first batch of students I taught even before I was formally trained as a Jedi... Our age gap is exactly one chinese zodiac cycle apart (that makes us all Tigers!!!)... They were the first batch of students whom I followed up every year till they graduated... They were my first batch of graduating students... They were the most well-behaved and responsive students I could ever ask for...

In the book "Courage to Teach" by Parker J.Palmer, which I'm reading now, it says that "Mentoring is a muatuality that requires more than meeting the right teacher: the teacher must meet the right student. In this encounter, not only are the qualities of the mentor revealed, but the qualities of the student are drawn out in a way that is equally revealing."

How true! I still remembered when I left my previous job in the private sector to join teaching, I wasn't exactly sure what kind of teacher I could really be. My very first 30 mins lesson in my teaching career was with an extremely notorious class... I could still recall that after coming out of that class, I sat in the staff room seriously wondering what have I got myself into? My energy was sapped... nobody in class bothered about me... I was literally ignored... and I couldn't manage their discipline problems without raising my voice...

I learnt gradually that I need to earn their respect...

Thankfully, the other class that I taught, i.e. the group of people in the above photo, were far more encouraging... They were the ones who lifted me up and giving me the self-believe that I needed before I gave up... They were the ones who brought out the teacher in me... They were still in Sec 2 when I first taught them... It's quite an unfortunate set up back then as their class kept receiving all the relief, temporary, contract teachers since they came into the school... When I first started out with them, I found that their foundations in Maths and English were really not up to the level that I thought they should. It was quite unimagniable, for an inexperienced and untrained teacher like me...

But what they lacked in academic abilities, were more than compensated for by their good attitude... I was so fortunate to have started out with them... they were extremely teachable... they responded to me, accepted me, and I literally grew up with them...

I had to leave them after half a year for training, and they gave me a card before I left. Those words of encouragement were extremely motivating for me and I still go back to that card whenever I feel down time and again because it just reminds me of the reason why I chose to teach...

I had the chance to return to Simpleville for teaching practice and I took over this lovely class again. They weren't assigned a permanent Maths teacher and hence I didn't have any trained teacher to understudy during that period of time... So I took over this class almost as if the postion had been left open for me...

After the training practice, I was posted back to Simpleville... I continued with them from where I left off... in fact, it didn't seem as if I've left them at all... after the formal posting, I told myself that I have to teach them well as I felt indebted to this class... I was untrained when I first taught them... I told myself I have to unlearn and relearn all the good teaching practices to help them perform better...

And I requested to follow up with this class every year... I learnt together with them... and I grew so much as a teacher with them...

This batch of students, till today, still hold the record for producing the best N level results, as well as O level results from a normal acad class. I remembered when I saw their O level results in 2004 Feb, I cried... it was tears of happiness... A 4-year journey ended on a sweet note...

But of course, our journey in life didn't end after their O levels... We still kept very much in touch... In fact, I'm very much amazed that some of the boys in the class are now serving NS, a bulk of them are finishing their last semester in polytechnics, a couple of them are already working...

I've always believed that the indicator of how well I've done my job is never the results of my students' O levels results... But rather, the best indicator will be how well they applied themselves in their own respective lives after they've left school...

And I make it a point to keep in touch with my ex-students, and I'm beginning to see some traces of the fruit of my labour... What works, and what didn't... I could tell from all my ex-students...

And I must say that they are the greatest source of strength for me... to see them grow up and mature and seeing them facing up to life's challenges... that's the greatest satisfaction...

After last night's gathering, even though not all of their classmates could make it, so much of their old school days were relived... from all those happy moments, funny moments, juicy gossips, to the lastest updates of how everyone is doing... I felt so blessed that I could bond with them so well, despite the fact that they claim that I was the teacher who scolded them most... ;)

With the latest announcement of how the teaching force remuneration package is going to be improved, I can't help but to wonder if these will really motivate me... The work of a teacher is so complex and unique and beyond a certain point of reward, it really isn't all about material motivation anymore...

For me at least, a gathering like the one I had last night is more than enough motivation and satifaction...

And to the 5NA of 2003, thank you for giving me the Courage to Teach... I am eternal thankful :)

Tuesday, September 05, 2006

Of Discovery, Nat Geo & Ani Planet

If I can only choose 3 tv channels to subscribe, I think I can survive just on Discovery, National Geographic & Animal Planet...

I was down with a little irritating flu and sore throat, and thereby gave me a grand excuse of doing nothing much but sitting in front of the TV... With my remote in my hand, toggling between channels, I found a pattern... I tend to settle down watching documentaries from these 3 channels...

I learnt so much about the world just from these 3 channels... from flora to fauna, to mega constructions to bike construction, to natural to man-made disasters, from religions to human culture... All nourishment to my brain...

Just as I'm typing, the show currently on Animal Planet is a documentary on the life of Crocodile Hunter, Steve Irwin, who passed away yesterday, killed by a mantle ray's sting... such a great man whose contribution to humankind is in the conservation of the wildlife... And I respect and admire him for spending his lifetime doing what he does... I don't think he'd chose to die in any other way...

Last couple of days, there's a series on Tibetan Buddhism... on the reincarnations of living buddhas... The series intrigue me greatly... mostly because I'm extremely facinated with Tibet... and more importantly, right within the core of myself, I know I'll feel most at ease believing in the teachings of Buddha than any others...

Then there's the American Chopper... it could be the boy in me, but I really find the customised motorbikes that this family of querky men produce extremely desirable... It's really inspiring to see this bunch of grown up men being so passionate and creative in having such great mastery in their craft... Really makes me have an urge to go learn how to ride a bike and own one chopper myself.

And of course, there's the Myth Busters... It's a series that really enjoy because this couple of weird guys go round testing and proving myths that common people are passing around for ages, but not proven... I like their systematic, methodological and scientific approaches to testing the myths... that's the way I feel many things in life should be, rather than just believing what others say...

Last night, as I was dozing off, I was watching a documentary on the Taiwanese singer, A-Mei 张惠妹. It was a documentary on the singing prowess of native minority tribe Taiwanese... And just before I swtiched off the TV and go to sleep, a song, which I hadn't heard for a while was played...

The song was of course sung by 张惠妹. It reminded me of a very good friend of mine back in my university days... She said the same of me as the song:

原来你什么都不想要
我知道这样不好
也知道你的爱只能那么少
我只有不停地要
要到你想逃
泪湿的枕头晒干就好
眼泪在你的心里只是无理取闹
以为在你身后
是我我一辈子的骄傲
原来你什么都不想要
我不要你的呵护你的玫瑰
只要你好好久久爱我一遍
就算虚荣也好贪心也好
哪个女人对爱不自私不奢望
我不要你的承诺不要你的永远
只要你真真切切爱我一遍
就算虚荣也好贪心也好
最怕你把沉默当做对我的回答
原来你什么都不想要

How apt... how ironic... how much I've learnt about myself... how much of myself that hasn't changed...