
In my 6 years of experience in Pykett Methodist School in Penang - i am sure that one teacher is seriously crazy. Cikgu Tuan Syed. He taught me Pendidikan Seni. I rated him crazy because he was a cold hearted malay bastard. His tongue was as sharp as a samurai blade that sliced bits of my heart little by little and then finally smash it with a sledge hammer. His mood swings like an out of control pendulum. - I was finishing my drawing of "nelayan fishing by the sea side" when he walked around to check the students' progress. When he finally saw my drawing, he burst into anger! without saying a thing, he took my drawing and show it to the class and say that the fish i drew look like a circumcise Penis!!! He said that i was drawing lukisan lucah (pornographic drawing) and in the future i will become a male prostitude!!! ("What the hell!" i thought.) Then he wanted to report me to the headmaster. But he didn't - He tore my Drawing block apart in front of everybody. I was only standard 3 that time. Imagine the trauma i had that time. Thanks to him, now i'm a low self-esteem drug addict. I scream everytime i see Fried Fish.
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It's true!
When you take your job too seriously in the teaching profession, you can go gila. Really.
You see them everyday.
Scores of them, 5 days a week.
You cannot not see them. They can ponteng if they don't like you. But you cannot.
They make you marah everyday. Taking the high-moral stand groud is very tiring. Ignoring it is deafening or extremely annoying. Hitting them will get you in trouble.
If it's not the students, then it's the school's administration.
They give you all kinds of tedious work. And you cannot say no.
While you're busy trying to finish up those administrative work, you're constantly watching your watch so you won't miss your class.
And it's not as though you like the class you're supposed to go to.
How to not go crazy? :)
I haven't really encountered "gila" teachers in my entire academic life but there are some I'd call "challenging".
There was an art teacher who thought me in form 3. She form white froths at the side of her mouth everytime she talks and nags - "challenging" eye-sore.
Then there was a young Malay lecturer who taught me Academic Writing Skills cannot even spell "committtee". Loves to use the entire lecture period to recount her failed romantic relationships - "challenging" ear sore.
There are many more.. i shall not go into details but boy am I glad I have not encountered tha "gila" Art teacher of yours. I feel for ya... and you were just 9! I guess he's like the boogeyman of your childhood days. Poor dear...!
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