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Friday, September 17, 2004

this is the last day of my school experience week. What this means is that i'll no longer be able to take a 10min walk to my work place but have to resume that 1.5hr journey all the way to NIE boonlay next week.

posted to yio chu kang secondary school and from the superficial to the very roots of this school's system, things have really changed for the better. My sis left this place in 1994. uniforms had to be tucked in. everything seemed to be made of wood. the notorious name of yckss was on the lips of every taxi driver. All that is slowly changing. One thing, someone has come up with a design such that students need not tuck in. class rooms have been transformed into subject rooms such that students have to move frm one class to another for every lesson. And the lit teachers are really having a go at decorating their subject rooms, what with one transforming hers into a dungeon, another with emily strange and several gen x/y posters on the door and walls.

One of the school creeds is for students to be of all things, spirit filled. the principal is not christian but there are quite a number of christian teachers here. Meeting one of them who was the disciplinary head and just having a friendly chat with him in the canteen, certainly proved to be a God encounter in the sense that this person was so candid and forthcoming with his experience, and every mention of God seemed to roll off his tongue so naturally. For a discipline master, he had such a gentle spirit.

It seems that the more practical experience that i have, the more i seem to waver in my initial desire to teach in JC. Is an ideal school environment, one suited to my abilities and needs, really what i'm looking for? Perhaps nothing beats being with a bunch of people who are really committed to effect a positive change in the school environment and policies. i would loath to be in a situation where everything is done top down with a "yes mdm/sir" response all the time...

anyway, back to observing lessons and handing in banal assignments for the moment.

Thursday, September 09, 2004

how interesting. i'm on my friend's spam list

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Giving up on 205.158.62.52.

Tuesday, September 07, 2004

hmm.. overheard a conversation 10 minutes ago. i'm still trying to type out my social context essay in NIE library but getting distracted easily. resulting in the fact that i've spent two hours in the library and have only churned out three paragraphs. Anway, it was an interesting conversation worth following:

"i used to think that being a missionary meant travelling
overseas, preaching to the nations but then i realised that one could
be a missionary even at home, in schools and at our workplace. If
we can't even share Jesus to our classmates, how can we even
be missionaries in another country!"

How true, how obvious.. what a reality check for me. I know
that i've not
been doing very well spiritually these few weeks, feeling that
i've grown
stagnant and thousand and one reasons are beginning to
crowd out thoughts about
God in my heart. Trying to hold on valiantly, fighting back the
inertia and
lethargy to pray and read the word. The more i forget each
day to ask for grace,
the more i find myself becoming short-fused, selfish and
apathetic. I want to
have faith when He returns again. in my mind there are so
many reasons and
directions that i want to pursue but the one thing i really need
is the time out
from all the activities and the mentality to seek Him come
rain or
come shine.


hmm.. still a long way to go.


 

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