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So here is the story, I went for a body check up, done the x ray, when the doctor was examining the x ray report, he said "Girl, your heart is so small, just like a child's heart. You gotta eat more, exercise more so that your heart will get bigger and stronger. Next week when you come to collect your medical report, I insist you to gain 1kg." I was like, are you kidding me, doc?!! By the way, my heart is tiny, not that strong, which is possibly means I might get heart attack easily??? Lol! Then, teacher is not the best field for me after all? Hmmmm.....

生日，很快乐。

若不是朋友的提醒，也不知道这已经是第七年与老师们庆生了。
依旧的，还是充满欢笑声的聚会，以及关心的问候。
不要求太多，只祈求还有接下来的第八年，第九年。。。。一直持续下去。
老师们，生日快乐。就有如卡片写着的，身体健康，永远幸福快乐。=)

EVOLVE

Sleepless night, swollen eyes, had it four years ago, and tonight it comes back again. Thoughts of having the same ending does make me worried, and helpless as well. Who says princess always has a happy ending? Oh wait, am I? I don't think so anymore.

No pain no gain, serious??

How can a woman sustain the level of maximum pain during labour? The answer we often obtained is mother's love. But the love one who holds your hand during labour, family who come to visit and spare their cares, part of the reason as well, I assume. To all the mothers, you have all my salute.

挫败感

今天一如往常进班教书。一踏进课室，郑学生在哭（前提，这位学生有学习障碍、态度强硬)。原以为就让他闹会儿就没事，照常上课。谁知，他哭着哭着；我教着教着，他开始不停地捶打隔坐的同学，力道可不轻。放下手上的书本，问了事情的经过，才知道他气隔坐的同学向老师禀报他带漫画，被没收了。没关系，费了一轮力气劝服他继续上课。讨论考试纸完毕，学生甲经过他的座位时，说了他两句，真正的战争便开始了。他不服，他不让步，我在旁劝说，完全被忽略，直到命令学生去借藤条，藤条归来的那刻，牵涉者才发现到我的存在，知道我的威严。打了学生甲，郑学生怎么样也不伸出手，还扳开了我的手。其他围观学生起哄，有的过于热心，替我捉着郑学生，但他怎么都不摊开手掌，只伸出了他的手背。他说只可以打手背，我问为什么不能打手掌，他回答，＂我怕！＂我坚持要他伸出手掌，因为深怕力道控制不好，打在手背上，可能会伤骨。他不依，最后还提高声量，说“我已经伸出手来了，快快打！”当下的我被气疯了，原来我所认为的威严在他的眼中不削一提。事情拖泥带水的，最后解决方案是他让我打手掌，我让他去找老师拿回被没收的漫画。下课后，郑学生低着头过来向我道歉。事情已传到班主任那儿，班主任让他来认错。事后感，挫折感很大。没想到威严只不过是这样而已。该好好反省，如何从另一个管道去管教这些孩子们。泡参，你在哪儿？我急迫需要你！

教学档案

面对学习有障碍的学生，是该让他们继续快乐地吸收到他们所能的，抑或是施一些压力，让他们加把劲儿呢？看着那一脸童真的他们，实在是不忍放弃他们，却也不愿意让他们面对这现实的社会。该何去何从？

夜，未暗；路，漫长。

短促的时间，果断的决定，真诚的祝福，感激不尽的恩情，太多的不舍，充满挑战的旅途。脑子里头转着转着，又是一个失眠的夜晚。