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Friday, May 6, 2011

Frustration From Here

I was asked to change today. I saw it coming, just that I did not see it as early as this. It was somehow embarrassing, but I accept my fault, I have no grudges about it. But when I see some other people took advantage of this, I got rather pissed. So what if I did something wrong, do you have to speculate my every movements in here? It was at the tip of my mouth to voice out my dissatisfaction but I hold my tongue. This is still a place where I don't entirely belong.

The school is like a melting pot that will melt away all your real self and personalities. It will consume you, and eventually you will turn into the same species of teachers you talk about everyday - fat ass and gossipy.

And what happened if you refused to be melt into the same mould? You wil definitely be scrutinized and talked about. No doubt with that.

It is as what I've said, ripping away my beloved freedom. I need my freedom. Some may comment me on my naiveness on this matter, that once I stepped into this profession, there is no turning back. But I love teaching, yes I do, but the people and the system is making me sick, sicker and sicker everyday. The more I be in this profession, the more I see the ugly truth.

Do you know that you're messing with people's mind, when you're messing with students' life?

Do you know that those students that we teach, are those who will one day feed all of us and our country?

So what is the problem with a little bit of kindness? What is the problem with you listening to what they have to say?

Students became rebellious, not because they are naturally born this way. Nobody is born evil or naughty. It is because of the society and surrounding that push them into this. Deep in their hearts, not even one would want to be that rotten apple. Why don't you just listen?

All these frustration is so over-whelming, that I can't even breath right when I was sitting here and typing.

I can just tell myself that all of it will end soon. And my another hell would come soon enough to haunt me like this every single day.

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