Wednesday, June 15, 2011

How do I save a student when she's nearly drowing?

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I teach classes for Form 3 & 5 at night and there's this student, cute and cheerful, her name is R.


After class, she wanted me to eat dinner at her food stall so I obliged with all the other girls. I have heard stories about her from the other teachers that she's something. She scores in her exams but she doesnt practise Islam and she has slept with her boyfriends. Yet, she respects me and never fails to entertain me with her essays and good sentence structure even not a perfect one.


So I went to her stall and ordered the stall's signature dish and while I waited, I looked around only to see the root of her destruction.


Her grandfather is sipping coffee smoking with lips as black as the back of a pot. Mother is the one doing the cooking. Father is sitting with his friends playing cards whilst drinking and smoking. Older sister is feeding her baby who's wearing worn-out clothes and what seem like a diaper about to fall off. The baby is not clean I presume. Older brother is hanging out with his rempit friends. Younger brother and younger sister are glued to the idiot box.


and when she served me the meal, I lost my appetite.


Thursday, June 09, 2011

Go Away Sadness

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I know that there are so many people out there who have it so much worse than me and that I'm only suffering so little. I know this. and I know all the consolations there is. I know. and no matter how many times I say I know, you still need to remind me.


Because I can't think of anything +ve right now and since that day and since I can't remember when. none at all.


I hardly see any rainbows. Just the glaring sun angry at me and then the storm. punishing me.


So this is what a meltdown feels like.


or is it a heartbreak? maybe a nervous breakdown?