Last night I left the school with a heavier heart than expected.
KTV singing continued in the lounge as some of us rejoiced at a well-deserved break with songs of the last century.
It's great to see friends winding down but I am not sure if it is just me, tiredness, anxiety or sadness that prohibited me to immerse into those moments. Maybe it was a mixture of all.
Tired because of accumulative sleep deficiency that comes from crafting test answers and revision materials til late into the night for consecutive days.
Anxiety swelled when I realised it was the last tutorial for the two years. There was so much more I want to teach these kids and so much more things to relate and maybe a little more silly examples to give. My heart palpitated a beat more and my tear glands swelled a little as I wrapped up the lessons because I have always been terrible if not awful with spoken words. At a loss of what to say, I let the feelings swept over me and lingered. So we took pictures, laughed and cheered to mark our time spent together in a tutorial class before the sprint to the A's.
With an unsettled heart, I would like to think that I have done the best I possibly could in this two-year term. From the ultraman-ness, games, cheers,the sabo-ing of pple and those times in the canteen. And now I can leave the stage and let the kids take the limelight.
And to these kids, I would like to thank them for the wonderful times, their tolerance and participation to my wild ideas, their slightly deafen ears and their trust.
M very grateful on TD to have such a bunch.
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Feeling a little lost this wkend, without the usual rush and craziness even though there are datelines to work on. I think I will just rest for now.
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