Work

It's labour day! (That's why I finally have some time to do some blogging!)

In reflection of my work, I think that I actually work too much. And the thing is, I love working. Even if at the end of the day, I'm exhausted, worn out, drained, I love working. Why? Because I'm serving children. And that's the reason I have energy to start my hectic day all over again.

Yesterday was one of the student's last day, and as we were singing the 'I Love You Song'' and the 'Thank You Song' for the last time, I started tearing up and I realized this little girl has crept into my heart and has left a mark there. I looked back at the pictures of all my previous students and I can see them so vividly in my mind - their smiles, their behaviors, their laughter. Every one of them has a special place in my heart.

I remember that as we were talking about friendships in school, I shared to the children that you can be friends with everyone, because that the more love you give, the more love you'll receive. Indeed, I am rich with love. And that is why I love teaching.

Joy of teaching

I enjoy teaching. At times it's difficult, but the little things these little people say and do just make it so so rewarding.

I was reading the children a story when I got a paper cut. Blood started gushing out of the wound. As we went out to get a band aid, one child offered to hold my hand for me. 'It's OK, I'll help you, teacher!' Another rushed out to get me a cup of water. They all gathered around me as I applied the band aid. So sweet.

My kids are also such sweet talkers. They've learnt to say kind words and compliments, so during snack time, one would suddenly say, 'You look nice today, teacher.' And others would follow suit. 'You know teacher, your face is like, so amazing!' Haha. Aww, thank you!!