September 11, 2006

In other words, I love you.

Thank you, for all of you. The previous post explained why I'm, really, so scared of celebrating birthdays. And I'm still scared. That's why all the more I feel really thankful and really appreciate it when I hear my phone sms-beeped today. About 26 times. Throughout the day. Every beep, a count of blessing.

GQ said, 'sms is cheap, you know. But, it's the tot that counts.' Of course I know that, my dear. And you know I know that too. That's why even in the most difficult time, I know I will be just fine.

Just fine.

xxx

Know what you know thoroughly.

Today's first day of work. But just a prep programme workshop. For today and tomorrow. Got to know some fellow contract teachers. Quite interesting lot.

But, the content for today was ok... I mean, nothing entirely new to me. Maybe cos I've been familiar with teaching (kudos to my 8 years of tuition) and have had some experience during my time in PL. It's not so much different teaching neuro-typical children and ASD childen. What I meant is, if you've had some experience teaching children with special needs, then, you'd be rather familiar and comfortable teaching children with NO special needs. Yeah? So, lesson planning, designing questions, questioning techniques and strategies of getting and sustaining attention from pupils are not really new grounds for me.

Tomorrow's content should be more engaging. Strategies to check for understanding, simultaneous interaction (something not quite applicable to ASP kids) and effective classroom management. =)

xxx

Living, is simply, a habit.

I'm so tired. Haha. I don't know is it because it's really been a long time since I last woke up at 6.45am. But! I did manage to sleep relatively early and relatively well yesterday.

However, after dinner just now, after I chased my dad out of the sofa to have his dinner (so i can take over the remote), while sitting in front of the tube, channel-surfing, I just feel like sleeping. And, I'm looking at 10.30pm today. K.O by then. I think it's possible.

And today can't be anymore normal than it has been. Very, very normal. Very, very good. If I can just get used to work like this, living like this from Monday to Friday, early rise, early to bed, have my half cup of milk before bed (I'm drinking now), spend a day fruitfully, sleep well, stay healthy, maintain a good appetite, grow a lil fatter... I think, living can be a simple habit too.

xxx

I've stopped, ok.

I told myself one last shower to do it. And no more. No more. Didn't I say resilience is a beautiful thing?

Posted by 杏 cy （Jancy） at 20:52