Ahem* Yes I am.
I have been providing tuition for my nephew the past 2 weeks. I love teaching people. Actually teaching is a honorable task. You need to equip yourself with extreme good patience and proper guidance to pass the skills to your students. To provide teaching for others is actually reminding yourself what you have learn way back before, so that you will never forget how to do it. My Zanden is only 8 years old with a poor background of Mathematics! Mathematics actually comes with logic. They always have one answer. If a child have good Mathematics background, he will grow up to have a good logical thinking.
So that day I went to his house. Upon seeing me, Zanden was excited. I can see that he wanted a tuition teacher so badly. He took out his holiday homework and came to me, " We have to finish this 200++ pages of my assessment book this holiday~"
-_-! 200++ pages...
-_-! again...
Okay, never mind, I will try me best, anyway it is a sin to reject a child. So Zanden brought me to his room to start on with the lesson. The topic I teaching him that day was "Money". Alright, Money, doesn't seem difficult. In fact, we encounter "Money" almost everyday. $_$
"Zanden, draw for me 2 x $10 notes."
He drew...
"A handsome guy, and ten dollars at the right hand side..."
Handsome guy???
"Who's that handsome guy?"
"Nor... The guy inside the note. He got a mustache one!"
.......... Okay, I know who, just that I forgot his name.
So as I was teaching, Zanden really cannot focus. He kept fidgeting, look elsewhere, basically cannot concentrate and neglect my presence! But, I know that I must maintain patience and control my anger. Also, the fact that I cannot expect an 8-year-old kid to sit down quietly and study at the same time. All kids are born to be active. After for some moment, his mother came in. Zanden's attitude changed. Upon seeing his mum, he adjust the chair and pretend to look back at his assessment book.
Wow! I was amazed.
So as I continue the lesson, Zanden truly answered all my question. Initially, he was not focusing but the presence of his mother changed everything. So at that point of time, I recalled what was I when I was an 8-year-old kid with mucus on my nose. (*Sniff) Similar to Zanden, I was full of energy. However, I love to study. I love school! I love to have somebody to teach me. Apart from my primary school teachers, I really hope that at home, I have a personal tutor as well. Maybe because since young I hate being doing things alone. Yeah, that's right.. Till now, I also dun wish to do things alone too. Like, going out alone, watching movies alone, shopping alone etc. It always good to have companions.
So 2 hours had passed and I found out that we only did 5 question... (Half of a page, -_-!) I was damn exhausted. Serious! If learning is difficult, I think teaching is twice as much. I suddenly feel that I must salute my teacher from primary and secondary school and those lecturers from my poly. *Salute!
Although teaching is a tiring job but after the end of the day, I feel very resourceful. And, I still hope that one day I can fly to Nepal to provide education for the poor and the needy. Teach them everything that I have learn so far. Isn't that great?
Then when I about to leave his house, he said to me,
"So next Wednesday same time also hor??"
"I see how it goes la.. Can?"
"Okay.. Bye bye Mr Cheong..."
Mr Cheong??? Now who is Mr Cheong? Kids are acting so weird now days...
