Monday, January 26, 2009
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I have heard from many that parents are the best teachers of lifetime. No doubt it is true. They are the caregivers and they walk through thick and thin with us, never leaving us behind. The amount of discipline they instill us with is not comparable with even multiples of courses and workshops. Yes, that is definitely true. But what if i say that i am aware of such a teacher with similar qualities? A teacher who had helped me reach this standard. Will she become the best teacher of my lifetime? In fact, she will and so will my parents.
Through all the time i have been in primary education, she had captivated my attention. Her soft touch on my hands when she first showed me around the school, her joyful smile that seemed sewed on her face, so that she never got angry; are all etched in my mind. She had never given up on us, although we pestered her bombarding her with questions after questions. I remember a time when she did get angry, when i asked her a question when she was in the midst of a conversation with my classmate. But that was only once, only once. Her modes of teaching never stayed the same, instead she stressed on changing ways of learning to make education fun. The angel within her never failed to make us smile. In fact, she kept aside time for jokes and entertainment to keep our interest in the subject she thought which was Mathematics by the way.
Everything seemed normal until the last few months of 2007. She became 'unknown' for many as she was hardly seen at school at that period of time. Everyone in my class asked around on why she was absent from school for at least three months. Some put it off by saying that she was temporarily ill while others claimed they had no idea. It seemed that not even a soul knew why. However, this did not satisfy me at all as my intuition told me something was wrong.
I still remember the moment of time when i flipped through the newspaper to experience the worst tragedy of my life that i least wished for. I didn't expect this moment of time to arrive so soon. I mean i had just began to feel the love and warmth of this angel. But the Obituaries were screaming that the angel had departed.
How could that be possible?! Why did she have to leave us so fast? And above all why didn't she tell us that she had cancer?! Was it that why she never wanted to be angry with us but have happy memories? She had shared our sorrows and pains but never let us share hers.For 14 years, she had been keeping the biggest secret of my life and not a single information was available for us. :(
Till now as i visit her at Mandai Crematorium, where her soul is resting in peace. Though she is away from me, I can still feel her presence, love and warmth. With tears rolling down my cheeks, I am proud to say that Ms. Jenny Tan, wherever you are, you will always be the angel of my heart. My reason for writing this entry is not because i want to finish this assignment. Today, is Chinese New Year, the day my class annually visits her at home...
Through all the time i have been in primary education, she had captivated my attention. Her soft touch on my hands when she first showed me around the school, her joyful smile that seemed sewed on her face, so that she never got angry; are all etched in my mind. She had never given up on us, although we pestered her bombarding her with questions after questions. I remember a time when she did get angry, when i asked her a question when she was in the midst of a conversation with my classmate. But that was only once, only once. Her modes of teaching never stayed the same, instead she stressed on changing ways of learning to make education fun. The angel within her never failed to make us smile. In fact, she kept aside time for jokes and entertainment to keep our interest in the subject she thought which was Mathematics by the way.
Everything seemed normal until the last few months of 2007. She became 'unknown' for many as she was hardly seen at school at that period of time. Everyone in my class asked around on why she was absent from school for at least three months. Some put it off by saying that she was temporarily ill while others claimed they had no idea. It seemed that not even a soul knew why. However, this did not satisfy me at all as my intuition told me something was wrong.
I still remember the moment of time when i flipped through the newspaper to experience the worst tragedy of my life that i least wished for. I didn't expect this moment of time to arrive so soon. I mean i had just began to feel the love and warmth of this angel. But the Obituaries were screaming that the angel had departed.
How could that be possible?! Why did she have to leave us so fast? And above all why didn't she tell us that she had cancer?! Was it that why she never wanted to be angry with us but have happy memories? She had shared our sorrows and pains but never let us share hers.For 14 years, she had been keeping the biggest secret of my life and not a single information was available for us. :(
Till now as i visit her at Mandai Crematorium, where her soul is resting in peace. Though she is away from me, I can still feel her presence, love and warmth. With tears rolling down my cheeks, I am proud to say that Ms. Jenny Tan, wherever you are, you will always be the angel of my heart. My reason for writing this entry is not because i want to finish this assignment. Today, is Chinese New Year, the day my class annually visits her at home...
((THIS IS SERIOUSLY A TRUE ACCOUNT...This happened when i was in Macpherson Primary School...
Anyway, i chose the song no. 4, "Heroes" by Mariah Carey) There is a video as well.:) I chose this song as it reflects on my sorrows and how this event inspired to make my teacher proud by doing well for my studies...
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Agnesh Rai
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