happy teacher's day to my former teachers!

it was teacher's day last monday.and so much of being a teacher myself, it was my former teachers who came across my mind on that very day.

i didn't go to any kindy.that was, believe me, a pathetic memory.when everybody proudly shows their kindy graduation picture (read: a kid with a roll of certificate and mortar-board, together with forced-to-be-photographed kind of expression), sigh, i would be so effing jealous. 

not until i realize, my teacher father knows best. he enrolled me to standard one when when i was six, just that he knew i was ready for formal education.just that he realized i was in hunger of knowledge.just when he saw me falling asleep with pencil and papers most of the time.just because he was aware that it was the best time to expose me with authentic experience in the classroom so my real 7-year-old standard one (which came a year later) wouldn't be so hard. yes, a teacher knows best and what has made it better, he's my own abah.

but well, there's not so much that i remember of my pre-school day except of i wasn't honoured as the best student in the class eventhough i scored full marks for most of the subject.haha.bet my name wasn't registered at all, so give way to real students pls!hihi.and i don't remember much about the teachers, maybe because of well, not a real student :P

standard one back in the 90s was quite different from what it is today. i was placed in 1 Mawar, Sekolah kebangsaan Long Gafar, Kota Bharu on the first day in school that year.but hey, felt kinda 'otai' already coz i've been there for the whole year before. just that the friends were different and, yes, so was the class teacher. she was somehow a very sweet young lady with a character i must say, which made me adore her the first time i stepped into 1 Mawar. She's Puan Haslina bt Hassan, the English teacher. her creativity amazed me up until now.well, a make-believe grocery corner in the class, can you imagine that? together with other extra exciting activities for the whole year. oh, if only i can see her today, i know, i will thank her a million for inspiring me to be what i am today, an English teacher, just like her.

and so, those years in primary school was full of unforgettable memory of kind

teachers.Allahyarhamah  Pn Hasnah (al-fatihah), the BM teacher of 3 Mawar who was so motherly i was so eager to go to school because of her.Pn. Juriah, Encik khalid, Ustazah Salina, to name a few (sbnarnye byk dah lupe.huhu), were the people who were responsible for my straight As Upsr result.haha..well our batch scored the best actually that year with 40++ students got straight As. bravo dear teachers :)

then the journey continued in Sekolah Menengah Sains Tengku Muhammad Faris Petra, Pengkalan Chepa, where i spent my day and night for five years. if it was not because of the teachers, how could i survive, how could we survive, without our parents. placed in 1 Gamma, my form teacher Pn. Zarinah took great care of her students. she even gave us presents on our birthdays.i still remember the Yellow-inked pen from her on my birthday month, August, together with Aidy Irman. you know, we would pay attention class just for the sake of fearing not to be getting present on our birthday.just cool, eyh?and so i love 1 gratitude (english set class), living skill class..and all. i had teacher Nik Fauziah teaching me English language when i was form 3, Pn. Aidah, (living skills), Pn. Jizah (BM), Pn. Wan Faizah (Geography), Miss Tan (History), Ust Mukhatar (Agama), Ustzh Noraziah (arabic), Allahyarham En. Wan Shamsuddin (science) and my maths teacher the PK hem at that time i couldn't recall his name somehow.those who made me leap forward in my studies esp on PMR result itself with another straight As. that's another story, coz not getting straight A is weird enough back then in faris Petra, so nothing to be proud of actually. 

but my most favourite teacher of all in Faris Petra should be ust Azahari Ibrahim (rindu gilo) the think-out-of-the-box teacher who would always knock our heads (physically and literally) and Pn. Aidah for sure.the physic teacher Pn. Aminah (who also my mentor), Pn. Hjh Faridah, who was so caring she even cared about my maths marks tho she was teaching me BM.i owe her a lot really, tho i was some kind of rebel back then :( , and few other whose name are just not there in my mind right now.hukhuk.the five year in faris ended quite quickly.poor spm result?that was my fault.haha.i left faris petra with a big lump in my heart.coz i know this one teacher, whom i (well it's we) detest so much during our days there, was actually the one who has made huge sacrifice for us.she was our warden, Cikgu Paridah.and being a warden myself right now, i know exactly her feeling, to take care of all of us.(tp dulu2 xde saket2 pegi spital mengade2 mlm2, tipu2 mc and all).haha! so if now the students want to pretend and make tantrums, please just don't coz i've been there and done that.

they were my teachers.they were the people who taught me to be a person.thank wouldn't be enough.no presents worth enough.guess a prayer after each solat should be my best gift afterall.

anyways,

to my teachers of SKLG, Faris-Petra, lecturers of Uitm Kampus Kuantan (Bukit Sekilau-where i had my pre-degree done), lecturers of Kampus Intec-Uitm Seksyen 17(the tesl lecturers) and last but not least to my parents,

SELAMAT HARI GURU!

to cikgu azemi, thanks & keep up with the blog for ex- Farisians coz we miss school so much!

oh have u seen the advertisement? the one with,

"oh cikgu wan, oh cikgu wan, oh cikgu wan cikguku..

rupa cantik baju batik, oh cikgu wan cikgukuuuu"

haha!

(how lucky i am if my students would pray for me once if not always.hmm..)