School experience

It was just one week, but it was enough to change me. I was posted to Ahmad Ibrahim Primary School for my one week school experience. Seeing the kids effected something on me, I felt... responsible. Yes. Being a teacher means a lot of responsibility. I have moral obligations too. I didn't even dare to smoke anywhere near the school. In fact, I stayed off cigarettes for a few days, no less. I've been doing it lesser since, and I know for one that I don't have much withdrawal symptoms. What a blessing the experience turned out to be. The kids were lovely. They could be little devils too, of course, but putting up with that is part of the job. The teachers in the school were mostly lovely people, and the atmosphere was definitely not a stifling one. I felt really bad when the teachers were talking to me about some of the kids coming from really poor families, and couldn't even afford the school fees. It gives me no reason to waste my life away (as I'm still doing now, unfortunately), now that I have the resources to do meaningful things, and upgrade myself.

I'll be back in the school to perform on Racial Harmony Day, for the kids of course. Say hello to Mr Ang.