I'm sorry dear blog that I have neglected you and have not entertain your body like I used to.
Life has become crazy and crazier with each day.Now I am half way thru of my teaching practice, which gives me the inside of our teacher's room & the reality of this career.
Its surreal that I am now a teacher when I still smell my teen years that I spent in my school back home.
Well I am here not to tell you about that but what I feel so far about me being teacher.
I don't believe when one of my friend who works for a good company in Singapore have to grow beard just to look old enuff for the profession since he's working with far more experienced and old business men & women.
He look way much older than his real age, 29.
I commented to that as 'it's ridiculous and you shouldn't be changing your look for that'.
Little that I know, it is important to look your profession.
I am 5'5". 165cm tall. Waist of 29/30.
An average male teacher in my school is twice my size!
Need I to say more?
I look just like my student. It becomes more clearer and clear today as we have our annual sports day.
I turned up in the stadium with my green T-shirt just like any other students in my house.
Some of the teachers mistaken me with the students and for the students that dunno me, they don't take me seriously when I give orders or questions. Sigh is the only thing that I can do at that moment.
Kept asking my fellow practical teachers how the hell am I to look the profession?
It's not my fault that I am small in size!
That's not all. In fact that's not the worse!
Teachers easily commented in the hallway when I passed by with the students (I have a green shirt that look like Student's Fellow) that they mistaken me for that students.
Feel embarrassed and down.
But for most of the time, I am a half full kinda person.
I can passed of being 16 or 17!!
xoxo
the small teacher, Gilly
