It has been three semesters I studied in iium and almost one year I’ve been in Peninsula Malaysia..One thing that I still cannot forget until today is the memory when teaching in P.B.K.B.S.M.P almost one year ago..The story begins when I was in the Pre-University education (Kinabalu Commercial College)..I was dreaming to do something after finish the examination of ‘High School Certificate’..Day and night pass by, and finally I got an idea to teach in P.B.K.B.S.M.P, a private school next to my school actually..I know my dad will not like this idea and I know he’ll say something like: “aneeq, pliz check the kitchen, we still have food right, and so, why did you want to work..” it’s funny actually to hear those words,,, but actually it’s not about food or whatever, it juz for a piece of life experience..At the beginning, this idea was only a top secret of mine, but I really dream to meet and sharing something with people..
As the time passes by and I was in the middle of year 2006 at that time, I decided to send my resume to that school. But fortunately, a week later I get a call asking me to come for a short interview. It’s a pleasure for me actually, thinking about what I’m going to do after finish the exam.. I’m so pleased and I went for that interview.. To cut the story short, I will teach there exactly after finish my pre-university education..
To cut the story short again, the first day teaching is one of the memorable things in my life.Imagine, me, with a high level of nervous, huge number of worried and full content of scared, got into the class. The first class that I enter that time was Form5. They are only a few years younger than me. I believe some of them might say like : “what the hell is this teacher..hey u r too young to teach us!!” and what so ever words that could come from their mouth.. Some of them are nice actually, even a group of them become my close friends until now. We even go for dinner together whenever I go to Tawau.
But as usual, this is the real world, there should be nice and bad people.There is some group of student that is too naughty..i m really sick of them at that time, but I believe, it juz a small challenge. What I done is that, I pretend that I know how to beat people. I pretend that I learnt the self-Defense art before.. So whenever I enter the class, I should remind them about ‘my skill’…^_^
Teaching Mathematics is not easy actually, Most of them don’t like math at all… This is become worst when I need to teach math in English, to fulfill the requirement of syllabus..It’s a really big tasks and I know it is not easy to ask people do something they did not like to do. I am crazy of begging them to like this subject. I even teach some silly part (too easy) for more than five times, I mean I need to repeat it again and again. But the result will give me the satisfaction.
As the day past by, more and more students start to like this subject. Here, I am not only teaching but I learnt something new.. For anybody who is in the process of becoming a teacher, don’t ever dream that you will have good students by forcing them to do this and that.. I believe, if we have a sincere intention to help them and approach them as a friend, it’ll be work better..trust me..
The most favorite class is Form1A, I liked them very much, maybe because they are younger than the others, and besides, they are so thoughtful..I really miss them.And since I was their class parent,we are getting closer…We always do a lot of fun stuffs in class together..We even do some ‘complots’ to beat the other class in cleanliness competition..Hahh, I miss them very much.. I have no word to express these feelings.
Actually, there lot more nice story about the school. But what’s more important here is that, now I realize that I don’t have enough talent to be a teacher, because I was born to be a friend…I don’t have enough energy to get angry towards my students, because I was born to just shut up and understand their growing process..
I teach there about six moths before I moved to my former secondary school helping my teacher teaching Qur’an subject for two months before I come to iium...
And here at iium, I only get A- for my math examination..If they know, they must be laugh at me…(”,)
