The semester has come to an end.
This is one of the toughest semester I have ever had in Taylor's.
I have not scolded as often as before
I have not gotten angry as often as before
I have not been as disappointed as often as before
I have not been so thin even if I am on diet
Why?
Not because of having four classes and 24 hours per week,
as this is the usual case in the first half of the year,
but because of the batch itself
Many students are so immature
There is lack of proper attitude in the studies
I felt like pulling the cow up the tree
Why am I responsible for these kind of students?
Why must I spare my private time to stay back with them
so that they do corrections.
Can't they discipline themselves?
Who am I to discipline them?
Why should I care so much?
Why am I so worked out?
I have already fulfilled my duty as their teacher
Teaching them, giving notes, giving exc, giving class test, giving answers, marking,
giving quizes, discussing answers so that they can do corrections
Showing them the way to do well in A Levels
Guiding them
but why oh why, they don't seem to be bothered about their future at all?
Is this my future?
No, definitely not. Its theirs
Oh my students, when are you all growing up?
I felt a heavy burden on my shoulders
But now, I have learnt to let go
I have done my part,
the rest is up to you.
I can only show u the way,
you have to take the steps to reach the goal.
Nobody can do it for you except for yourself.
I am relieved now.
Its not my burden any more.
Its actually theirs
I can be happy as I have done my part to the fullest
I have given them the "A"
But they refused to take just a few steps to reach it.
I have no regrets.
Who is to regret?