Woahhh! I just finally, finally came back here after nearly a year of hibernating on blogging. Not hibernating anymore. More like dead for a year. Hah. What makes me come back? Because of the reports that people are still reading my blog. Thanks people, you keep me going.

I miss blogging. But being a teacher is really eating me up. Sucking all my energy. I miss those days where I can do so many things I love.

I do love my job. SOMETIMES. SOMETIMES it gets real hard. For example, yesterday. A parent commented what have we been teaching, just because, just because her son spilled the Mamee which his friend gave. And at that point of time, the boy was with the mum. He spilled the Mamee which the Mum helped him to open up the packet, and the teachers have to pay the price with the comment that teachers teach her child to be like an animal. And with anger, she said that a few days ago her child does not want to open his eyes on their way home in the lift, and what have the teachers been teaching? And, the child is my child! A child in my group, whom I try to teach whatever I could, may it be academic or moral values. I pour out my heart and soul to educate my children, even though they are not even my blood, and this is what I get in the end? Teaching my children to be like animals, just because they spilled food and did not want to open their eyes when they are with their parents OUTSIDE OF SCHOOL?

Do I have to take responsibility for every single negative behaviour my children portray? Parents leave their children in the school, educated by teachers and parents totally let go?? When their child behaves, its thanks to them. When their child misbehaves, its because of the teachers. Parents, think. It's your children. You made them, in a way. I am a teacher. I teach what I need. Your children is NOT everything to me, though I give my nearly-all at work. My blood, sweat, tears, energy, so much for your children.

I don't need gifts. I don't need appreciation. I need understanding.

And well yes. I pray that all goes well this time, for us.