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Remember today.

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I can’t begin to say how much I wanted to remember today for the rest of my life. I need to. Because today is the day I step into a brand new stage in the world of early childhood educators.

Okay, people. Today, I had a child MERLION on me.






Although the first thing I had to say was ‘oh shit’, BUT the thought that subconsciously popped to my head was ‘Welcome to the world world of teachers’ ECH teachers, to be more exact. Haha.

The smell on puke has been and still lingering within my surroundings for a while now, but I think it’s just me. But well, what learning experience is called a learning experience without a little drama and funky gross incidents? LOLS! Welcome to reality, self. Taking care of young children doesn’t mean it’s always gonna be full of sunshine and rainbows and unicorns and nyan cats (although most of the time it is 🙂 ). WHAT NYAN CATS??! Okay, maybe barney and sesame street and blues clues. But you get my point.

So I endured the smell and all those yucky stuff that should not be legal to be posted and cleaned up for her. Bathed her while she’s still crying away (hais.), washed her stained clothes AND BOLSTER… I remembered it took forever.

Only then I took care of myself. PHEW.

Well, on a good note, it’s a new and somehow great feeling to put others’ needs before yours; something that I don’t really do often. Or get to do often. Honestly, looking back, I’m pretty amazed that I could actually keep it cool and present a straight face (well not entirely) throughout the whole she-bang. And this, I reminded myself, is something I need to get used to if I were to stay in this field. A disclaimer: I don’t exactly get reminded of this incident with vengence and all, it’s just the gross part of it happening and the cleaning up part that grosses me out, that’s all. A little washing and cleaning and crazy spamming of febreeze and dettol can clear the vomit stains and smell away, no sweat. And to think that I actually survived, I’M REALLY AMAZED! I think I’m off to a great start in this field. hahaha!

I can’t start to tell you how blessed I feel with an awesome group of colleagues and teachers and bosses. Lady boss called up her sister who usually comes around in the late morning to get a clean shirt for me but she was already out by then so she called her husband, who was also one of the founding directors of the preschool to come by with a clean shirt for me so that I can wash and dry my puke-stained shirt ASAP. I thank them with my whole heart and soul. Thinking back, we were also still joking with the staff about how my shirt was limited edition and all.

So, I must remember today. The grossness, the smell and most importantly how and why this incident is a crucial stepping stone for me towards the road of becoming a full-fledged teacher, and it’s also to remind myself that hey, I’ve actually handled this situation pretty well! (in my books, yes, I think for a first-timer puking target like me, I did.)

And you know what, I realised how important it is to be smiling and keeping the positivity around amidst of all the chaos and pow-wow. I remembered telling myself to deal with the mess and be done with it ASAP, and don’t let it affect my mood or the way I shall treat/behave/see children in the future. Seriously, it helps! These reminders help me get over the things and also make the cleaning up process more joyful and happy and memorable. It sounds really wierd right? I KNOW! But yeah, among all the eeky yucky vomit stains and smell, what I remembered more clearly was how aunty and I joked about how this shirt and the ‘design’ is the only kind in the world, and how silly teacher gekteng looked when she did a short ‘fashion show’ in front of the kids waiting in the toilet during shower time. (one child even said she liked my shirt! HAHAHAHAHHAHAA!)

So choose happiness! Even if things don’t go as well as planned, you can still make it a better experience and memory with a positive attitude and a SMILE!

So, remember today, REMEMBER TODAAAAY.


“you’re funny.”

“who? who’s funny?”

“you, teacher, you’re funny.”

And sometimes, small and simple moments like these matter the most, and they can fill your heart like a pot full of honey for Winner the Pooh.





Written by GekTeng

April 5, 2012 at 10:31 PM

Things that make me happy

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Well admit it, accept it, DEAL WITH IT. Shit does happen once in a while. That’s why I’m gonna learn to focus on the finer and good things in life instead of wallowing in self-pity and being emo and let negative thoughts and feelings overtake me which will result in an earlier death. (JSYK, NO I DON’T THINK THE WORLD IS GOING TO END IN 2012.)

Now everyone’s asleep and with no school tomorrow the whole freaking house is MINE. Assignments, doubts, worries and disappointments aside, it’s time to relax and do things I like.

That’s why I’ve decided to concoct a list of things that make me happy/keep me happy:

  1. Listen to music. Calms the storm in me.
  2. Singing songs out loud and asking my soft toys to sing along. And then laughing at the ridicule of this.
  3. Reading my ‘The Little Prince Deluxe Pop-up’. And the rest of my small but growing children’s storybook collection.
  4. Watching SHAYTARDS and listening to Babytard giggle!
  5. Looking at the pictures I’ve taken and thinking of the many more that is to come.
  6. Knowing there are people listening and having your back. (in this particular case, THANKS MS LAVINA!)
  7. Jamming on my guitar/piano/ukulele and act like I’m performing to a sold-out concert audience. HAHAHAHAA!
  8. Looking at awesome houses and interior designs and imagining living in that house.
  9. Thinking of what I should eat later/the next day.
  10. Racking my brains on what other things that can make me happy.

Okay that’s all I have, I know the last one is nonsense. In fact, everything is. I feel like a weirdo after reading that list. ACT LIKE I’M PERFORMING TO A SOLD-OUT CONCERT AUDIENCE?! Yes, I’m really doing a darn good job daydreaming, but nonetheless!

Moral of post: When shit happens, admit it, accept it, deal with it, FORGET IT and MOVE ON!

(My goodness I can’t believe I checked that ‘this post is super-awesome’ box before publishing.)


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August 8, 2011 at 1:23 AM

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“Let there be spaces in your togetherness, And let the winds of the heavens dance between you. Love one another but make not a bond of love: Let it rather be a moving sea between the shores of your souls. Fill each other’s cup but drink not from one cup. Give one another of your bread but eat not from the same loaf. Sing and dance together and be joyous, but let each one of you be alone, Even as the strings of a lute are alone though they quiver with the same music. Give your hearts, but not into each other’s keeping. For only the hand of Life can contain your hearts. And stand together, yet not too near together: For the pillars of the temple stand apart, And the oak tree and the cypress grow not in each other’s shadow.”

Khalil Gibran (The Prophet)

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June 1, 2011 at 10:48 AM

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Oh, you don’t know.

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I read this post in Tumblr of how children responded to the question, “What is Love?”

Funny, and the honest and simplest truth.

I just want to remember this, let me share:

“When someone loves you, the way they say your name is different.You just know that your name is safe in their mouth. Billy – age 4

“Love is when a girl puts on perfume and a boy puts on shaving cologneand they go out and smell each other.” Karl – age 5

“Love is when you go out to eat and give somebody most of your French fries without making them give you any of theirs.” Chrissy – age 6

“Love is what makes you smile when you’re tired.”Terri – age 4

“Love is when my mommy makes coffee for my daddy and she takes a sip before giving it to him, to make sure the taste is OK.” Danny – age 7

Love is when you kiss all the time. Then when you get tired of kissing, you still want to be together and you talk more. My Mommy and Daddy are like that. They look gross when they kiss” Emily – age 8

“Love is what’s in the room with you at Christmas if you stop opening presents and listen.” Bobby – age 7

“If you want to learn to love better, you should start with a friend who you hate,” Nikka – age 6

“Love is when you tell a guy you like his shirt, then he wears it everyday.” Noelle – age 7

“Love is like a little old woman and a little old man who are still> friends even after they know each other so well.” Tommy – age 6

“During my piano recital, I was on a stage and I was scared. I looked at all the people watching me and saw my daddy waving and smiling. He was the only one doing that. I wasn’t scared anymore.”Cindy – age 8

“My mommy loves me more than anybody.You don’t see anyone else kissing me to sleep at night.”Clare – age 6

“Love is when Mommy gives Daddy the best piece of chicken.”Elaine-age 5

“Love is when Mommy sees Daddy smelly and sweaty and still says he is handsomer than Brad Pitt.”Chris – age 7

“Love is when your puppy licks your face even after you left him alone all day.”Mary Ann – age 4

“I know my older sister loves me because she gives me all her old clothes and has to go out and buy new ones.” Lauren – age 4 (HAHAHAHAHAHA!!!)

“When my grandmother got arthritis, she couldn’t bend over and paint hertoenails anymore. So my grandfather does it for her all the time, even when his hands got arthritis too. That’s love.”Rebecca- age 8

“When you love somebody, your eyelashes go up and down and little stars come out of you.” (what an image)Karen – age 7

“You really shouldn’t say ‘I love you’ unless you mean it. But if you mean it, you should say it a lot. People forget.” Jessica – age 8

So there you have it. Savour them. Like I did.

This shows us how important good parenting is. Parents influence children and they learn by observing how parents behave and do things.


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April 8, 2011 at 1:39 PM

Doubts and Directions

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Lately I’ve been thinking. And thinking. Is it really best for me to squeeze a photo everyday to post? Am I really benefitting from this experience of shooting everyday? Or has it already gradually becoming an everyday-task to me that I’m slowly losing focus and attention on?

I think I’m not doing well with this 365 project already. It’s not tiresome to take a photo and post it everyday, the problem is, I think I’m slowly becoming a slave to this thing. I want to deliver good pictures, and not just random shots I take just for the photo of the day. Somehow I feel the quality of my photographsdoes not my standards anymore; shots that I’m proud of. Shots that I want to show off to the world. I don’t have that kind of feeling anymore. Am I just passing time and treating this like any other assignments or project? I think I need to think seriously about this.

And I need to be more serious in the things I do here.

It’s either I improve my quality of work by decreasing my output (which means ditching the postaday2011/project 365), or to slowly get my mojo back and post pictures that I myself think are worthy for the eyes of others?

Shooting everyday seems an easy task, but shooting without aims or, sadly to say, the heart to do it? I don’t think I want to continue if this is what has become of me after 2 months into the project. Through the pictures, sometimes I see myself losing focus and insight. Hell, I don’t even want people to see some of my pictures I posted, to be honest.

What are some directions that people take when they operate their photo blogs? A picture a day, or photo sets that you post anytime you like? What I know currently is that I’m feeling more towards the latter.

What is the most important thing to me towards managing my photo blog? This I know now: Delivering pictures that I, MYSELF, like and am proud of, and not just sub-standard shots that are posted just to pass time and abide to my project.

I need time to think about this. BIG TIME.

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February 27, 2011 at 3:53 PM

>To listen and be heard.

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>Isn’t this a great thing?

To know that people actually listens to what you’re saying and to hear what others have to say? This, is what I call effective communication. Or interaction, I suppose. I haven’t had anyone who has listened so sincerely to me for such a long time, and it’s such a great feeling to have, especially when it is evoked from someone in Poly. Thanks, Hafiza for having a listening ear, I had soooooo much fun talking with you, you know!

Not that my BFFs like Shuhui don’t listen to what I say, but I hadn’t really expected I would find a person to really share my guts out and in turn return the favour by listening to them talk here in Poly.

Don’t worry, BITCHES, you’re still the best!

Listening, to me, is such a great skill to have. If you just talk incessantly, no one will listen to you. And it’s such a pleasure to be listening and to understand what people has to say, it’s such a nice thing to do. Just shut up and listen. To the people around you, to your surroundings, to everyone and everything. Sometimes, you learn and experience more when listening, and not talking.

I love to share my thoughts. And I like to know that people appreciates them and listens to what I have to say. This is important to me. Unless you don’t want me to talk. Haha! (I can be more than a little irritating sometimes too!)

Effective communication and interaction sounds so easy, but are listening and speaking at the right times as easy?

For me, not really. But it’s an experience. A great one. It’s so good to listen to what others have to say, it’s even a better feeling when you can relate to their words and feelings.

You just have to find the right person to share, and talk, and have a hell of a great time.

What a wonderful day today!

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January 24, 2011 at 9:40 PM

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