Schooling

'So, those long-sleeved shirts have to be worn eventually eh?', I mused as I ironed my "teacher's uniform".

And yes, school started today at one rather traditional school. Taking the bus and eyeballing those uniformed boys and girls, I realised in pure relish, that these kids have not known me as a teacher yet, and so would not be watched by some unknown students discreetly somewhere.

You never know if some of them would later gossip on even the smallest frivolous details as that this teacher listens to ipod on bus, and worst still, "I saw him board the bus in interchange, so he must have lived nearby". Of course, I always knew this school is quite near to my house, so I can always walk there, but since this is the first day, I shall take a bus.

I discovered there were more newbie colleagues than expected. I thought there would only be two of us in practicum, but mercifully, there are quite a number of others who are attached to the school either for relief or for ESE (enhanced school experience which one does before entering NIE). With cheerful dispositions, I knew right from the start that they would be my kakis in the next few weeks, though my practicum term is longer and I would outstay them.

Nothing much about today really, so we left the school at about 2. Thankfully, all classes end by 2 for me, so that's really nice...

Wait, hang on -- Am I really a teacher already? Can't believe time flies.