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I had a traumatic experience yesterday. Even hearing little children’s yell now gives me the creeps. Hopefully this is only temporary :( I went to relief teach at my old primary school yesterday, and was extremely exhausted by the time the day was over…

Those primary one kids, more appropriately tiny rascals, don't be fooled by their appearance. Behind their sweet and innocent faces are monsters hidden inside waiting to pounce on you. I almost strangled those little devils.

“Mr. Ng Mr. Ng! How many years old are you?”
“Mr. Ng Mr. Ng! Are you primary 6 or secondary?”
“That means you go through soldier already?”
“Mr. Ong Mr. Ong! He say the S word.” (Firstly, I’m not Mr. Ong. Secondly, what is the S word?)
“Teacher teacher! He ask me to shut up.”
“Teacher teacher! He push me just now.”
“Do you know our names?”

Looking at them reminds me of a bit of myself when I was their age. Now I slightly understand the frustration my teachers went through. The students seemed to have boundless energy. They can shout and run all day and without stopping. After all, they just started primary education not long ago.

But I must admit that they’re rather cute, SOMETIMES. When they see you along the corridor or at the canteen and greet you, or when they all hold your hand when they have a question or want to get your attention. And when they’re reprimanded and look downcast. Also when some place their index finger in between words while writing to estimate the spacing. I don't remember myself being so small, but they’re so tiny I could fit them in my pocket in smuggle them home. I also don't remember hanging my water bottle across my body and wearing soccer length high socks, maybe I did. But I do recall my fluffy hair though. At times I felt like taking a step back and squeeze their chubby pink cheeks and say “aww… you’re so adorable.” But then I resist the urge by standing firm and (like how zongbing plainly put's it) remain my “teacher face”.

Their total dependence on you that makes you feel obligated to be take care of them. Though the majority are mischievous, there’re some good students who will make your day worthwhile :) Indeed, teaching is a noble profession which entails dedication and perseverance. So to Kaising and Lanfang: Endure!

As we’re trying to do things that my grandma enjoys doing, and also to keep her occupied, my family sang karaoke the other night. I’m glad to hear her laugh so heartily. I secretly talked to her about the gospel when we were alone, but still no success :( I suppose she doesn’t understand what I’m saying. Caixia laoshi suggested writing small notes to her everyday, so I’ll give it a try soon. Was sorting her medical bills with my dad when I realised how costly they were. Fortunately the insurance covered part of the expenses. So make sure you’ve bought your insurance! Haha.