new life....

Now, I’m a teacher. I have not only want to be a good teacher but also have to be a good person. There’s about 8 months I learnt and taught at the same time. Learn to be a teacher and teach people to be somebody. Everyone thing that it’s a simple job but for me it’s a taugh job. I have to learn and teach for 2 years. After that I’ll certificated as a teacher.

First time I went to that school, I have less confidence to teach the student. I knew nothing. Only a week I went to maktab (melaka) just to listen to the briefing and then going back to terengganu and start my job. It’s sound crazy but that was what I have to do.

When I arrived at the school, I was rejected by the GB because I have no prove to show that I am a teacher at that school. I just have the surat tawaran from the maktab. It’s not enough to cornfirm that I am the teacher of the school. I felt like a stupid girl that know nothing about my job and my course. The GB still did not accept me. He advised me to see JPN and took a letter that can prove me to be at the school. The GB is very strict. It was a bad day for me. really really bad day....huhhhh...!!!!