Ita messaged me to inform me that the students were asking her if I would come this weekend. “Teacher Ita, Teacher Dr datang ke minggu ni?” Knowing that, I know that I could not say No to them. They are excited to meet me. It is not easy to have students who are as excited as them. Right?
I do not know why they are excited to meet me. It could be because of the junk food that I brought last time (chocolates from UK that my cousin gave me which I do not able to finish). It could be because I pay attention to all their rants and worries. Being an outsider, I could be perceived as someone who they can confide in and someone who is older as their parents, minus the nagging (tongue in cheek remark!).
Even though they usually would say “Teacher, jangan cakap tau dengan cikgu lain” before pouring out their hearts, I would keep some parts to myself (which is personal) but if it is matters related serious issues (such as, creative examples how they bully the juniors without being caught), of course, there is no such thing as teacher-student confidentiality. I would definitely let the school counselor knows about it. The school counselor was shocked that I could get first hand information from the unidentified perpetrators. Well, bullying is serious offense and it can be escalated into criminal acts. So, something needs to be done.
Making a difference in someone’s life is a rare occasion. Most of the time, we might overlook certain parts and thus, miss the chance to make a difference.
I know that my involvement in this little project can be rated as community project and I might be able to contribute to whatever rating and ranking to the faculty, but I think, let’s make this thing as a personal endeavor without any additional agenda. 2in1? Nay. Let’s make it as one on one thingy. Nothing else matters.