Hello
Mr Yong is leaving us tomorrow and Mrs Hor is coming back pretty soon. For some of us it means goodbye to all the 'lets-talk-all-we-want' period, and hello proper Math lesson. Need i say more? We, as a class, have not given Mr Yong a chance. Have you noticed, that for the entire two months, there was never a Math lesson where all 33 students were quiet and paying attention to Mr Yong? Ask yourself, have i been living up to my expectations as a student? Have i been listening to Mr Yong when he teaches us Math? Have i even bothered to give Mr Yong a chance to show us that he is capable of teaching, even if his English might not be the best?
Just look at the number of people talking and doing all sorts of things they shouldn't be doing during Math. Look at the number of people turning their heads back and engaging themselves in a conversation with their friend, without giving a thought about how the teacher feels, when he realizes that his being there and trying his best to teach the students, is of no use? Look at the number of times he has to repeat explanations, because people just don't listen?
Do you realize, that all this while, 2M has been a selfish class towards Mr Yong? He is a good Math teacher; i know one when i see one. If you try to listen, you find that he has got all the concepts and methods, he knows his stuff. But because his English is not very good, naturally it becomes tough for him to be able to teach us well. We were selfish, mean asses.
2M, wake up. Tomorrow is his last day. And we want him to remember us, not only by the cookies and the card. But as the class of 33 that pays attention, and appreciates the teacher, regardless of how lousy he/she might speak or whatever the reason. Respect.
melissa, out.Labels: Quiet, quiet.
A 2matohead spoke, red and juicy;
3:32 PM
