PKG

Wed, 11 March

Yahoooo!! eh silap, yahuuuu!!!today i found new best punye port to relax2 n search academic references...dkat Pusat Perkembang Guru (PKG)..i'm fortunate bcoz PKG ni situated btul2 nex to my school..so, kebetulan no meeting, so that's place is quiete peaceful n of coz damn cold!! ade tv gitu!! bleh bgerak bebas sket...maklumle, bdk2 ipik tu jdkn library port diorg, so malu le sket nak join coz boys je...yg gurlz xnampak plak, mayb diorg pend khas so most of time at pend khas buildings...

hah, talking bout pend. khas ni, ade sembg ngan Kak Aida (da PKG assistant officer) said that KDC pend khas very fortunate, diorg dpt gj penuh trus same degree je standard...katanye la...tp setahu i, klo dah lpas kursus tu br start gj br tu...ntah le...but vry weird gak, coz dlu mase risik2 GSTT SK, PK, SMK ke xdeKDC, yg ade juz 4 SJKC/T je...tu kat perak le, kat selangor kire untung sket le...dgr2 habaq cikgu kat perak sgt krg compared to selangor...but???? mcm tu plak cite nye

nak share 1 horrified (sket le) but funny story ni...while i was reading magazines with my ears listening to cartoon at tv (not watching ya)...suddenly, i hear da door was banged loudly...a chinese gurl ran n came into da room without knocking or seeking permission from staff or teacher inside 9which is da only me n Kak aida). i was about to raise my voice but then, luckily Kak Aida said tht she's Pend Khas pupil..hrmm....physically, i tink she same as other gurlz, but terkezut jugak le...she sat nex to me...i pretend like i didn't notice of her presence, her mother also waited behind of me...'Sit Down!!', her mother yelled. Then, she followed her order. But, juz a few seconds later, she ran over da whole area in da class.... shouting..... dancing..... singing..... jumping on da sofa...i juz hoping that she wont beat or tearing out my scarve or clothes...

then, kring.........da bell is ringing...meaning it's da time 4 me to go to da class...luckily, i went out from da room when da gurl still singing n dancing in front of da 'mirror' (actually da glass cupboard)...i wonder, how difficult a mother to raise such a special child...da mother must treat her patiently n accept watever God'd given...


so, i walked away from PKG office, walking towards Yr 6 building...hoping one of english teacher here willling to accept my request to join his/her class...alhmdllh, i managed to observe 2 period engl class (immediate level) eventhough it was about xam paper discussion rather than T&L session...so, dis Fri, i'll join her class again for slower learners level...i'm still trying to figure out other engl n absolutely SC teachers to follow n join da class of coz...my KKBI?? ok2, i try to find da perfect free time so my tasks would b almost accomplished..

to b continued wif my sanp shoots of my SBE here.. c yea!!