Teen Power, Nay, Facilitator Power
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The sky was clouded over as I looked out of the window typing this post. It has been a great blow dealt to my class and myself. 3 out of 5 facilitators from my class have been changed, leaving their students behind to new facilitators.
My confidence has been shaken, my faith broken, what are all these new teachers teaching us? I had gotten quite used to the teaching styles of their predecessors and now 6 more weeks before the term ends they come in. It is not their fault, however, it is not assuring.
Our cognitive facilitator left and in his place is a very fresh secondary school teacher with very secondary school teaching methods. Now faced with the old days once more, I notice not of what we are to change. But she is understandable and her methods are coherent.
My culture facilitator is leaving the teaching profession altogether, it is not known if she will return. Once again, we have another fresh teacher taking her place. Much about the new facilitator has yet to be known but let her teach us well. Pray she does well, for we will need her to guide us along the way.
I hope this is the last, but my Enterprise facilitator is leaving as well. He has dropped our class too. I hope he has not forsaken us as I always looked forward to his lessons which were kept detailed, interesting and to the point. He too has a newcomer taking over. I mean no disrespect, but the new facilitator is very unlike you. Secondary school control and dragging points into lengthy sentences, I am still unclear of the lesson after my questions.
I might have got accustomed to using body language and gestures to indicate what I want, I might have forgotten how to spell and speak. My pronunciation and spelling has been failing me recently at an alarming rate. If I do not pronounce properly, my spelling has more to suffer.
I fell asleep on the train home today. Sadly, I woke up at Pasir Ris to the announcement on the train. Sleep inertia had little effect as I notice the train was stationary and I was the only one left on the train within a second. The next I was bolting out of the train as the doors closed and the train returned to the depot. It was embarrassing but I guess you cannot resist exhaustion.
My confidence has been shaken, my faith broken, what are all these new teachers teaching us? I had gotten quite used to the teaching styles of their predecessors and now 6 more weeks before the term ends they come in. It is not their fault, however, it is not assuring.
Our cognitive facilitator left and in his place is a very fresh secondary school teacher with very secondary school teaching methods. Now faced with the old days once more, I notice not of what we are to change. But she is understandable and her methods are coherent.
My culture facilitator is leaving the teaching profession altogether, it is not known if she will return. Once again, we have another fresh teacher taking her place. Much about the new facilitator has yet to be known but let her teach us well. Pray she does well, for we will need her to guide us along the way.
I hope this is the last, but my Enterprise facilitator is leaving as well. He has dropped our class too. I hope he has not forsaken us as I always looked forward to his lessons which were kept detailed, interesting and to the point. He too has a newcomer taking over. I mean no disrespect, but the new facilitator is very unlike you. Secondary school control and dragging points into lengthy sentences, I am still unclear of the lesson after my questions.
I might have got accustomed to using body language and gestures to indicate what I want, I might have forgotten how to spell and speak. My pronunciation and spelling has been failing me recently at an alarming rate. If I do not pronounce properly, my spelling has more to suffer.
I fell asleep on the train home today. Sadly, I woke up at Pasir Ris to the announcement on the train. Sleep inertia had little effect as I notice the train was stationary and I was the only one left on the train within a second. The next I was bolting out of the train as the doors closed and the train returned to the depot. It was embarrassing but I guess you cannot resist exhaustion.
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