Now I know that intelligence doesn't mean that you're fair and know how to look after people's feelings. The more you think that you're smart, the less respect you have for other people. You think that you're the only one who's correct and other people are wrong. You would think the sun shines out of your ass. And other people are just stringing along for the ride. You think that everyone is just a donkey with their speech becomes obnoxious sound and their characteristics are jerky movements that result in them looking like jackasses. When you're surrounded by fucking idiots who just stand around doing shits and waiting to be helped on their hands and feet.
Tuesday, October 22, 2013
FALSE ADVERTISING
So, I subscribe to P1 WIMAX 24 month Home Plan which came
with 200 minutes talk-time. The vendor at Mydin Mall even gave me a phone with
the modem. After waiting for three months, after paying hundreds of ringgit
monthly, still I can’t use my phone. I filled up the complaint form at P1
website twice, emailed to customer service countless time and phone P1 Careline
numerous times. Now, that’s just false advertising, isn’t it?
P1 blamed the kid I bought the Plan from, claiming he didn’t
register the plan completely. The kid blamed P1, claiming he already emailed P1
but to no avail.
I don’t know why but I always got ass fucked by these
services. Before this it was Maybank with its stupid worker who gave me a
credit card even when I never authorized such transaction. Then, after that
problem, came throngs of phone calls from telemarketers. Why God why do I have
to be at the receiving end of such idiocy?
Tuesday, October 8, 2013
WORKLOAD
I’m sure the issue of overburdened teachers have been
discussed for such a long time. Promises were given (placing teachers’
assistants at school or ‘lessening’ teachers’ workload by implementing a
formative evaluation instead of summative evaluation) but the truth remains like
a black dot on a whiteboard. It’s there but everyone oversees it. But for those
who use the whiteboard every other day, the black dot stick out like a sore
thumb.
First, it’s the core business of teachers called teaching. Remember
that? I bet those who signed up for this teaching thing had this aspiration to
teach using various techniques; creatively and innovatively. But tell me, how
can we when the students are worse than spawns of Satan? Where 13 year olds SMS
each other using names like ‘umi’ and ‘papa’ and talked about stuff on the bed
that would make pornographic actors cringe? Where they call their teachers
assholes and scratch and puncture their teachers’ tyres? At least, other
professions offer insurance for occupational hazards. Teachers? May God have
mercy on your souls.
Second, y’all know about how everything is online these days
to make students’ management a breeze. It should be, it would be, if teachers didn’t
have to key in the same details only a gazillion times. And what the issue was
brought forward, guess who were the black sheeps? We were accused of being
incompetent and expert procrastinators while the reality was, the system was
not ready and no direct orders were given to teachers who were waiting for
directions from upstairs.
On a side note, of course there are teachers who really
procrastinate things and even worse, some who paid others (usually students) to
do their job online. The laptops are like devil’s horn and the online apps are
devil’s eyes that would jump out of the screen and engulf them in hellfire if
they got close to it. Not just that, when it comes to online test like CPT and
the newest one on ICT, when the screen says that the test should be done
honestly (alone with only your brain to help you), how many do you think follow
the stationary screen? Don’t get me wrong, some teachers (including moi)
studied notes for the test, while others took the easy way out by sharing
answer scheme of the online test. And I wonder how do you expect your students
to be decent human beings?
Third, the teachers are always at the receiving end of every
single thing. Your kid sucks at Math? The teacher must be a douche. Your kid
watched pornography on his iPhone that you bought? The discipline teacher must
be a pussy. Your kid ran away with a guy he knew for 2 days on Facebook? The class
teacher must be blind to see your kid’s thunderous rollercoaster emotions in
the class. Your kid didn’t finish her homework and the teacher punished her? The
teacher must be a sadist.
And of course, giant companies would turn to teachers to
promote their stuff and in return, teachers need to do something in return. As if
teachers have nothing better to do except for keying in more students’ data
online and organizing a large scale workshop in October when PMR and SPM is
around the corner, not to mention year end exam.
And don’t get me started on the amount of money and stuff
that I sacrifice in the name of the profession. When you have to print out 100
pages of kindergarten’s handouts because your form four kids have the mental
capacity and language ability of a five year old. And when your printer broke
down, you had to service it and it cost more than buying a new printer, not to
mention buying stacks of A4 papers and continuous supply of ink. And don’t get
me started on stationeries which the book stores rake in a fortune every time a
teacher goes there for a weekly visit. And since I’m currently taking my second
degree, when I got my RM 200 book voucher, I spent it on stationeries and
dictionaries for my students.
Which brings us to the fourth point. Teachers spend more
time at school than home. Meetings that lasted until 6 in the afternoon. Friday’s
and Saturday’s extra activities. Moreover, if your school were involved in some
sorts of national level competition, prepare yourselves for being the school’s
ghost, haunting the school night and day, leaving you kids and spouse at home
as your job demands more. If you’re single, everyone assumes you have no life
and not a single shred of responsibility and that makes you a possible candidate
to receive all jobs.
With all of these ramblings being said, do I regret being a
teacher? Before this, I would say no. But right now, seeing a colleague or two resigned
due to unlimited of stress, secretly I applauded them for their resoluteness
and wishing I have the brevity to follow their footsteps.
Wednesday, October 2, 2013
COURSE
We rarely stop to appreciate the beauty around us. How can
we with all the ugliness around us? Children were poisoned and left orphaned just
because they were born in the wrong country. Or how about those who were born
in the right country but were snatched away from their parents and crippled
(intentionally) by good for nothing criminals who profit from others’
misfortunes?
Yes, it is very hard to feel happy and see beauty when the
world around you is dirty and filled with misery. When you want to shut down
when the noise becomes so unbearable. When you want to be temporarily blind because
the scene unfolding in front of you is too horrid to witness.
People tend to reprimand negativity by saying, “Be grateful!”
And they ask, “What more do you want?”
And it is hard to begin when everything is in shambles.
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