My story with 5 Puteri 5

It is almost a year, I’ve been teaching. Wah. Rasa macam tak percaya. I managed to survive.

I really feel satisfied today. The kids in 5 Puteri 5 who used to be: extremely naughty, suka menjawab, kurang asam, kuat bergaduh sampai berdarah patah²;  heard my lecture today. What a miracle!

I did conventional classroom management. I yelled and scolded them. I solved their fight. I told them to go to GB at first, but then I changed my mind (because GB is extremely mad with them today, takut rotan patah je). I punished them and told them not to behave like ‘serkap jarang’. They listened. Thank god. After that, I gave them tips on answering Paper 1 English. Imagine, those kids yang tak pernah berminat nak belajar, always played at the back of the class, pulled their chairs towards me and listened to me. Iwaslike, “Is this real?”

There’s this boy who didn’t even write a letter in English Paper 2 said “Teacher, saya nak belajar tution English dengan teacher kat rumah boleh?”

I answered “Hmm, tak cukup ke kat sekolah Harith? Awak kan tak suka kelas saya”

“Tak la teacher, lain sikit”

Homg. He’s interested to learn my subject. Bukan senang. Even nak buat ayat in BM pun takes a million years for them.


Then, I took them to music room, where they can sing their heart out. They sang Ten Little Indian, Twinkle Little Star and many more. It’s after exam. Moreover, they like to sing (especially lagu Lucky Laki). I wouldn’t want to bore them with conventional teaching and learning.

I found it satisfying, teaching the last class. I found is so satisfying, when I managed to make them listen to me. I found it satisfying, when they learned a few English words and songs. I just need to tackle their heart. 😉

Different story with the advanced class. I found it awkward, entering a class that is so quiet, like a grave. They’re smart enough. I scratched my head, thinking what to teach them since they are already equipped with sufficient knowledge.Even when I taught them new thing, I don’t find it a big triumph teaching them, compared to my 5 Puteri 5.

It wasn’t easy to have this content feeling. Before this,  I cried, stressed out, and I almost gave up, not knowing how to teach these kind of pupils. I finally got it. It’s really worth it. For all my teacher-friends out there, keep on trying and stick to teaching profession. You don’t know whose life you’ve changed.

blogging hiatus

i haven’t updated stuffs in this blog for quite a long time. for a person who used to make resolution “i want to type in my teaching experience in blog and make it one of my professional development strategy”, she has become wilted and exhausted.

the burden is unbearable. having 29 periods of teaching, staying after school until 6.30 pm. continuous work everyday (extra class, admin work, long meetings, choir practice, hockey practice). as if, i’m working in the morning and evening session. :((

i was dreaming of teaching my pupils outside school but i cannot do anything because i simply do not have time for myself, and energy for extra teaching. i almost gave up. wanting to quit and trying other profession but “he” confided me to stay and tell me “the children need a teacher like you”. i want to quite because i drag myself too much to the extent that i have to take sick leave twice this month. i really need a break.

i would like to apologize to my fellow students in pj (you guys know who you are and i can’t reveal your school name due to security) for not being able to communicate, reply emails promptly and so forth. i am having pretty tough time here, trying to juggle everything. my life and my career. please pray for my health, strength and wealth (muhammad, i still remember that you want me to have a rich husband, haha).

so, good luck for the choral speaking and you guys rock. ps: i miss you all

I’m currently in JB, need to do practice for nasyid perfomance and year 6’s extra class (i didn’t get extra pay, fyi). urgh. even for my own small ceremony i couldn’t prepare much due to time constrain. (sorry mak, for not being able to go back to hometown earlier). i hope, what is planned will go well and “all well ends well”.

[to bro–you know who you are] we’re dealing stress and manage them. we’re the master of our brain and body. we can go through the thick and thin! yeah!!


I’m a newbie teacher

I was not able to spend some minutes to catch new movie, shopping and surfing the internet ever since I arrived in that school. It’s been over a week since I have arrived in JB.Surprise surprise. At first I was informed that I got a school in Pasir Gudang (on Friday) but then on Monday, I was informed that I was sent to JB.I consider myself lucky and surprised. The Ketua Sektor has placed me in SK XYZ (I don’t even know him and I wonder why he did so. Korek² dari GPK rupanya sekolah mintak guru bahasa inggeris).

I went to the school on 30th December. 2 days earlier than I’m supposed to.My family can’t send me on the 1st. They’ll be dead tired if they rush to JB on the 30th or 31st.

Right,I don’t know what to call this. Either it’s a serendipity or merely fateful. The school is Omar’s client and he knows the GB personally. Oh, kak susu is in there as well. She’s my senior from marjon and ipba. She’s the Ketua Panitia there so I already have a guru. Ain’t I lucky?

Ok, let me tell you my first time at school. I met him my GB and I was scolded. I thought he was testing the mike and talking to someone else (because he was rushing here and there, talking to many people, trying to fix the PA system yada yada). He said I was rude because I did not stand when I was talking to him. I was dumbfucked and shocked. But the GPK explained that she haven’t explained “his rules” to me yet. So, he went away and continue doing his job.

The early bird catches the worm. I get to choose my seating place in the staff room. I get to know my colleagues earlier.I attended Zoom A course (which I found really really useful). I’ve made some impression in that way.The KPLIs came on the first January. They need to catch up with the school fast because the GB is GB cemerlang. So everything must work in order, as soon as possible. Since I already explored the school earlier, I’ve gained the confidence to join other teachers in that school.

Next: I’m a newbie Part 2: I was challenged by the Guru Besar when he had given me many posts. I get to become a class teacher and I was broke down, first time in the year of 2009.

SK XYZ: Name of the school is concealed for discretion. Don’t want the people who are googling for the school found this blog.

I got Johor! Yeay!

Haha. I just got the news from other people. Haven’t seen the result of my posting by myself yet. I can’t access the site apparently. Huhuh. And I am so happy to get Johor but unfortunately most of my babes got Sabah. Huu. If anything happens, my backup system is so far away lah kan. Oh!! Huu. Prolly I can give them a visit during school holiday.

So here are the pros and cons of my situation.


  1. If anything happens to me or my family, it is reachable by any land vehicle.
  2. Got a place near to my bf of course. Haha.
  3. Tazzy pun ada dkt sana. Anything that includes the business of managing Malaysian education system, I can ask the person who ate the salt way earlier. Ahaha.


  1. Tak dapat elaun wilayah. So harapan nak beli kereta canggih manggih adalah nipis sedikit, melainkan I got elaun gefren. Haha!! 😀
  2. Jauh dari backup system ku. Huu.
  3. Quite far from my hometown. Tapi jauh lg kalau daku dapat Sabah kan? Huu~

First and foremost, thank you god for everything that you gave to me. I am so grateful of this situation.

My pupils are my gifts

Dear Miss Aini, I  am sorry I could not come to school today but I wrote you a poem…..

I am sorry I did not come to school today,

And could not say goodbye,
But I will miss you when you are gone,
And now I feel like I’m going to cry……
If you think it is a nice poem…. you should realize that you are the one who taught me how to write poems like this.
I don’t think I can ever have a teacher as great as you were!!
Miss you lots and lots and lots and lots…..

Cikgu, sila beratur!

Hari ni barisan nak bayar makanan kat kantin panjang. Ada sorang dua nyelit masa aku beratur. Aku tahan nafas amarah. Tak semua cikgu ni civilised rupenye (masa tu cikgu laki).

Kemudian time aku nak letak pinggan, nak amek duit dari purse DP kesayanganku itu, adalah hamba Allah ni (kaum Adam juga la~) cuba meletakkan pinggan dengan kernyihan (sengih tahap busuk) di muka. Aku cakap dengan nada yang tegas “no2. i queue. this is my queue”. pastuh mamat kerang tu pun kernyih lagi sambil tunggu tepi aku. “tade2. that’s the queue”. maka dia pun dengan menurut titah perintah aku, beratur dengan baiknya. alhamdulillah. setel.

ada pulak lagi sorang makcik tibe2 datang nyelit nak baya. aku slow talk dengan kakak kantin:

Aku: Lain kali jangan layan orang yang tak beratur neh.

Kakak: Alaa nak buat macam mana. Derang memang camnie (eh! aku pun nak bagi korang duit gak pe!)

Aku: Ape pulak kak. Ni institut perguruan.(sambil memandang sinis makcik itu)

[makcik tu pun rasa bersalah dan terkulat-kulat dok kat meja tu]

Maka aku rasa entry aku yang lepas tak berapa relevan zaman sekarang. Walaupun makcik tu dah berzaman mengajar, lagi senior dari aku, ade ke she’s being a teacher when she’s in teaching institute? Cikgu ke perangai memotong barisan? Korang ingat korang je ke yang lapar? Korang ingat korang je yang ada duit nak bayar? Excuse me! Obeying queue line is a sign of civilisation and moral.

Mungkin selama ni takde orang nak tegur derang pasal perangai huduh derang ni. Macam ni ke cikgu? Puhleaseeee!! Dengan aku siap la kau. Pasni kalau aku ada payung masa beratur, mungkin aku akan menggunakan ia sebagai teaching aid. Bagaimana aku akan menggunakannnya? Terpulang kepada situasi.

Being a teacher

3 hari genap haku tak sentuh kompite. Hahah. Berjaye!! Sentuh pun sebab nak buat reflection. Check blog pon males. Huehue. Dalam kepala nak libur2 release2 stress, qada’ tidur yang aku korbankan demi lesson plan. Beberapa minggu ni tidur pukul 3-4 pagi. Minggu ni aku pengsan. Konon nak joging lah, swimming lah. Ye sangat. Jogging swimming atas katil! 😛

Semalam, tibe2 rasa tak sedap hati sebab dah lama tak pegi sekolah. Rindu kat anak2 murid kot. Anak murid yang cheeky tapi adorable. Huhuh T_T. One says “once a teacher, always a teacher”. Yep2 betul. Kalo boleh nak aja sume orang. Nak sambung sunnah Rasulullah. Ganbate neh ^_^

cikgu miss

[dari anak murid]

cikgu, dia pukul saya

cikgu, dia ejek bapak saya

cikgu, buku tertinggal

cikgu, mak saya tak bagi duit untuk beli buku

cikgu, itu

cikgu, ini

cikgu, begitu

cikgu, begini

[dari guru]

cikgu tak larat

orang kata muka cikgu pucat

hidup cikgu bersendikan huraian sukatan pelajaran

tidur cikgu tak lena sebab rancangan mengajar harian

pundak cikgu tanggung dosa dan pahala

mata cikgu berat

badan cikgu sangat penat

tapi cikgu kena sihat

sebab cikgu perlu kamu

untuk tambah saham di akhirat

Moral: Please do not whine, kids. You have no idea how my life has changed since I started my practicum day.

Demi anak2 kita

This morning, during school assembly, I had very very painful stomache. I kenot even stand when we are supposed to sing some song. It’s much worse than period pain. It’s unbearable. I kenot tahan till I cry.

Then Nisha bwk g klinik kat ss6, mkn kt mamak sebelah amek ubat ape sume then blk skolah, dek penangan dadah, aku pon landing atas meja.

kol 1230 patutnya ada satu period ngan kelas 4 lili. tapi cikgu derg msk gantikan aku. (demit, siod aku berjaga smlm wat lesson plan).

sekali dtg a few girls tnya aku “cikgu kiteorang datang nak tolong cikgu angkat barang buleh?”

*tersentak* *terharu* *mamai*

“urm, sorry, i’m not going to enter your class today, cikgu S will. I’m not feeling well. But you can help me to pass up these books to 4 Ros. Thank you”.

Dear god, please allow me to be healthy for the sake of these kids. Now my heart knows why you’ve chosen me to be a teacher.