Thursday, March 22, 2007

:: flirting? ::

The body's been recharged.
Energized and geared for another round of work.
This time with (hopefully) a more careful 'regime' of planned routines.
As emphasized by my personal nagger 'A balanced diet, exercise and lots of plain water. And if you can't take care of yourself, who will?'
Its a wonder how when a man nags, he really nags until you are left with little choice but to act on it since its the only way to stop such nags. Oh well, we take the good and the bad.

Today was an unplanned 'teh' sessions with my favorite men.
The man was sharing his teaching stories. How the P6 girls tried to (flirt?) with him.
I have mixed reactions when I heard these kind of stories from him.
Appalled. Amused. Disgusted.

Although I am in the same field and am able to understand where he's coming from, there are times when I'm still shock to hear 12 year olds behaving in such a manner.
Coming from a girls' school, and having secret crush(es) with male teachers. (Remember, Mr Scott Sharpe girls?) And even then, Mr Miranda seem charming and the other Maths Malaysian teacher, I know its a perfectly normal situation.
Even then, we dared not openly flirt (we don't even know how to flirt, most of us I presume) and the crush(es) remained either a personal secret or a common topic among our favorite girlfriends; just for the fun of it.
This generation, however, as early as primary school - our girls are more open, more daring and more vocal when it comes to expressing their 'crush(es).'
Sexual connotations are normal, believe me.

I remembered a male teacher who came for one of our sharing session.
Gave a prep talk and some tips for those who have male teachers as partners; don't get jealous unnecessarily as when he was young and had just started out, within a year he already had a collection of 'love' letters from his 12 yr old students.
Having taught these kids, its really not surprising.
They can name my perfume easily. Yeah, they even recognized your smell (which is bloody scary).
They know the labels you wear.
There so many things they know, in fact. At times you really feel these kids don't really need a teacher. Technology can provide them with all the knowledge.

But, as one of my lecturers was telling us and as I reflected on it - there is so much truth in it.
What our generation now need is not so much of a teacher's knowledge, rather a teacher's wisdom.
But how wise are we then to impart values is altogether another matter.
It's a real food for the thought.
Realizing that your value system had at one point of time been flawed by impulsive actions and recognizing your imperfections; will it shaken your confidence taking up the role of an educator?

Though in my life survival book, the one thing that keeps me going is the usual phrase I said to D.
'Ala d, rembat jer la.'
Yes friends. REMBAT je. Who knows you will get lucky. :p

And another 2 hours with Dad. As he discussed work and life issues, I realized I owe my parents a lot - I can never repay their support, their guidance and above all their willingness to listen.
Dad never failed to let me think that whatever that has been granted can be taken back in a matter of seconds.
That is how fragile our life is.

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