it’s the final year exams, yet my life has not slowed down one bit.

if anything, i have MORE to do now than before.

i had 36 literature common test scripts, 36 literature final year exam scripts, 36 english final year paper 2, 36 + 38 + 40 secondary 2 math normal academic paper 1 scripts to trawl through.

today, while marking the math papers, i discovered that i made a mistake. hence i have to go back and recheck ALL the scripts i have marked to make sure that i correct my mistake. this is the meaning of ‘colossal mistake’, i guess. for one mistake, i have to recheck (36 + 38 + 40) scripts, (36 + 38 + 40) times.

my long weekend is about to arrive, and i am rather determined not to bring any papers home to mark. so despite the fact that i have yet another tiresome staff meeting tomorrow morning at 8 (which is prolly none of my business but contract teachers are still CORDIALLY invited to attend; read: ATTEND, OR I FIRE YOU), i am going to chiongchiongchiong and hopefully return home in time for a nap before my tuition in the evening.

today i also attended a briefing for O level invigilators at another secondary school rather near to my house. after the briefing, a teacher from my school drew me aside and asked me, are you okay? you seem so tired… not at all like how you used to be when you just came in…

the thing is, i can’t really remember how i was like when i first started teaching. that is a distant memory, already. i don’t think i was the really enthusiastic sort, nor the eager-for-more type; prolly what the teacher meant was that i didn’t used to look so defeated, so exhausted, so weary.

if i was given the chance to make my choice again, would i have still chosen teaching?

my answer is yes.

if i knew i would be going to the secondary school i am in right now, would i have still chosen teaching?

my answer is no.

if i knew i would be teaching the subject combination i am given, would i have still chosen teaching?

my answer is no.

chew on THAT, MOE, the next time you force someone to teach a subject they can’t make head or tail out of.