This is one pretty lass in my Chinese Dance Class. She's smart and sweet. Hopefully in future, my daughter will look like this too then I will not allow her to go out and meet guys! Whahahhaha...
13 years ago
Monday, July 18, 2011
Heart Warming Ending
Just like week, something happened in the class which makes me felt it was partly my mistake but yet, caused a boy in my class to be the first ever Primary 2 boy to be canned. Schools do not usually canned children from Primary 1 and 2.
I have this boy in my class who lives with his auntie and grandparents. His parents are not with him since young and they only see him once a blue moon. I was told they were divourced and away in Malaysia. Anyway, on Monday, the children brought money to buy the class photographs. Despite telling the idiotic parents to give exact change to their children, one parent chose to give a big $50 note to her 8 years old son, I'm calling him Alpha. I really dun understand why is it so difficult to find $30 (exact amount) for the child since the consent form was given like 10 days ago. And so my worst fear came true...
As I was afraid that Alpha would lost the change of $20 or rather chose not to return to his parent, I gave him the money in front of the class, asking the class to be my witness that the money was indeed returned to him. Because of that, I had tempted this poor boy in the class who came from a broken family and is not very well to do.
So I will call this boy Baddie. Baddie then stole the $20 from Alpha and went to buy toys. $20 is really a huge sum of money for a 8 years old. Because of that, I had no choice but to report his case. I felt that I had a part in this because if I were to return the money back to Alpha discreetly, this would not happen. But I came with an intention to protect myself as I'm afraid Alpha would lost the money and his parents would blame it on me. Anyway, I learnt a lesson here. Baddie told me Alpha was showing off his money too which Alpha did not admit about it.
So in the end, Baddie got 2 strokes of cane. He has never been disciplined, do not know how it felt to be canned and there I was, sitting right in front of him , principal and a few other discipline teachers looking at the anxious boy. He had problems retelling the whole scenerio but when the time came, he tried his very best not to cry but I guess the strokes of cane was too big for him to handle and he burst out crying badly. Upon seeing that, my heart started to sink and I began to tear too. So the whole episode ended with him being counselled and I told him that I really cared for him thus I need him to be punished to realise his mistakes. I said I love him and but that does not mean I can accept those behaviours. I do not want him growing up the wrong way because this was not his first time. I expected him to really dislike and hated me for what I had done.
However, things started to change otherwise. I think he realised that I geniunely cared for him and these days, he has been giving me excuses to wait for me to go home with him. Usually he would walk back alone but he came to me and said he would want to wait for me and walk home together. He lives opposite my block. I was really surprised. Today he waited a good 45 minutes for me on the bench near the school gate patiently. I asked him why he did not want to go home himself like the usual self, he said his auntie and granny asked him to wait for me and walk back together. I knew he was lying but I played along. I felt very touched because I really expected him to hate me for sending him to the discipline team. So while walking home today, I chatted with him and asked what was his wish. And the reply came was "Love". I felt very sad for him really. Love should be a simple, basic needs that all children should have but sometimes because of some selfish reasons caused by the adults, depriving the child of their basic needs and the child became the victim. Seriously, people should have some responsibility to the child. Even if they chose to be separated, someone has to take ownership of the child. They are not some toys. They need to be taught. When he told me that, I was dumb founded. I do not know what I can say to encourage him but merely smile and said, teachers in school will love you if you behave well.
Every other day, I hear interesting stories in school about parents. Although it does spice up my teaching career but some stories are so absurd that you really hope that it will never ever happen to anyone in your family. Of cos, I also learnt that I cannot be liable to all the children and I cannot make their problems , my problems because my obligations to them stops after school. I was told that if I do more than what I should, I will be very burdened by all these unhappiness and injustice in the child's family. This counselling would be the job of the psychologist, not teachers. I have to constantly remind myself not to ponder too much on the child's family back grounds as each family has their own problems...
I have this boy in my class who lives with his auntie and grandparents. His parents are not with him since young and they only see him once a blue moon. I was told they were divourced and away in Malaysia. Anyway, on Monday, the children brought money to buy the class photographs. Despite telling the idiotic parents to give exact change to their children, one parent chose to give a big $50 note to her 8 years old son, I'm calling him Alpha. I really dun understand why is it so difficult to find $30 (exact amount) for the child since the consent form was given like 10 days ago. And so my worst fear came true...
As I was afraid that Alpha would lost the change of $20 or rather chose not to return to his parent, I gave him the money in front of the class, asking the class to be my witness that the money was indeed returned to him. Because of that, I had tempted this poor boy in the class who came from a broken family and is not very well to do.
So I will call this boy Baddie. Baddie then stole the $20 from Alpha and went to buy toys. $20 is really a huge sum of money for a 8 years old. Because of that, I had no choice but to report his case. I felt that I had a part in this because if I were to return the money back to Alpha discreetly, this would not happen. But I came with an intention to protect myself as I'm afraid Alpha would lost the money and his parents would blame it on me. Anyway, I learnt a lesson here. Baddie told me Alpha was showing off his money too which Alpha did not admit about it.
So in the end, Baddie got 2 strokes of cane. He has never been disciplined, do not know how it felt to be canned and there I was, sitting right in front of him , principal and a few other discipline teachers looking at the anxious boy. He had problems retelling the whole scenerio but when the time came, he tried his very best not to cry but I guess the strokes of cane was too big for him to handle and he burst out crying badly. Upon seeing that, my heart started to sink and I began to tear too. So the whole episode ended with him being counselled and I told him that I really cared for him thus I need him to be punished to realise his mistakes. I said I love him and but that does not mean I can accept those behaviours. I do not want him growing up the wrong way because this was not his first time. I expected him to really dislike and hated me for what I had done.
However, things started to change otherwise. I think he realised that I geniunely cared for him and these days, he has been giving me excuses to wait for me to go home with him. Usually he would walk back alone but he came to me and said he would want to wait for me and walk home together. He lives opposite my block. I was really surprised. Today he waited a good 45 minutes for me on the bench near the school gate patiently. I asked him why he did not want to go home himself like the usual self, he said his auntie and granny asked him to wait for me and walk back together. I knew he was lying but I played along. I felt very touched because I really expected him to hate me for sending him to the discipline team. So while walking home today, I chatted with him and asked what was his wish. And the reply came was "Love". I felt very sad for him really. Love should be a simple, basic needs that all children should have but sometimes because of some selfish reasons caused by the adults, depriving the child of their basic needs and the child became the victim. Seriously, people should have some responsibility to the child. Even if they chose to be separated, someone has to take ownership of the child. They are not some toys. They need to be taught. When he told me that, I was dumb founded. I do not know what I can say to encourage him but merely smile and said, teachers in school will love you if you behave well.
Every other day, I hear interesting stories in school about parents. Although it does spice up my teaching career but some stories are so absurd that you really hope that it will never ever happen to anyone in your family. Of cos, I also learnt that I cannot be liable to all the children and I cannot make their problems , my problems because my obligations to them stops after school. I was told that if I do more than what I should, I will be very burdened by all these unhappiness and injustice in the child's family. This counselling would be the job of the psychologist, not teachers. I have to constantly remind myself not to ponder too much on the child's family back grounds as each family has their own problems...
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