Passion
Was just chatting to an ex-student K on MSN a while ago.

He's now 19, studying in TP. I taught him for 10 weeks when I was doing my Practicum in BSS 4.5 years back. He mentioned that he remembers me for herding him from the basketball court back to the classroom for my Maths remedial lesson on Factorisation. Guess I was the nasty one. For I remember that I was so furious with him that he skipped my Maths lesson to play basketball then. It was his fortune, or misfortune, that I happened to look out of the window to spot him at the court, dribbling away.

Looking back, I find it funny that I behaved that way. Maybe at that time, my main focus was to get K to pass Maths. Maybe it was because as a trainee teacher I had all the time in the world to spend with my students. I believe that I had the passion of teaching in me, to want to make all students do well in Maths.

It was tiring, but worthwhile.

Seriously, I wonder if I have the energy to do what I did then.

I still don't know.

Anyway, K, thanks for acknowledging my presence in my short stint at BSS. Take care and when you get your degree, let me know. I would be so happy for you.
- posted by NaNa @ 10:05 PM |

Pa's Away
Pa left for the Walk to Emmaus (3-day retreat) yesterday. Hmmph... I didn't even get to say goodbye at all.

Well, before the walk, Pastor M rang Mum up to get the entire family to pen notes of encouragement for Pa during his retreat. Sad to say but it was actually the first time I wrote a personal letter to Pa. Somehow it just feels weird to write to Pa for it is not a common practice in our family. I write notes of encouragement readily for my colleagues, friends and even my angels, but strangely not to my parents.

Anyway, I wrote the letter rather quickly for I knew what to write the moment my pen touched the surface of the paper. Feelings poured fast and furious, thanking Pa for trivial things he did that I have always taken for granted, like waking up at an ungodly hour to drive me to school when he could have continued with his sleep. I gave him my blessings and hope that he can receive more wisdom after the entire trip. Ma and Bro were struggling with the letters when I finished in almost 10 minutes.

Anyway, I kind of miss my Pa's presence in the house. Hopefully the letters will strengthen Pa these few days!
- posted by NaNa @ 6:55 AM |

Reminded
Kai reminded me that my blog has been neglected.

Remember Rocky? My retriever puppy I kept? He's grown so huge that he's almost the size of Piggabom - all in a short span of 6 months.

This was what he looked like:








Now he looks like this:




Yup. He's grown. Too fast. Too quickly. Much as I have a selfish desire for him to remain at his puppy stage, I adore his current self as well. He's now more agile, adorable and receiving some obedience training from my brother and Uncle Richard. Rocky now knows simple commands like 'come', 'sit', 'heel', can differentiate a left handshake from a right handshake. He even waits till we say 'Amen' before he eats. All thanks to Uncle Richard who comes faithfully every Saturday to coach him.

Having lived all my life with dogs(I had a Boxer, Pug, Japanese Spitz), it's rather demanding to entertain 3 attention-seeking dogs all at one go. Nevertheless, it's worth it!

That reminds me. I have yet to take a picture of all 3 dogs together. Of Nicky, Piggabom and Rocky.

Till next time I guess...

P.S: Thanks T for leaving the jell-o on my table for my birthday. It was such a sweet gesture. =)


- posted by NaNa @ 7:02 AM |