Anak muridku :P

School holidays!! Jalan raya senyap dan lengang diantara jam 7-8 pagi. No more perhimpunan speeches made audible to the housing areas near SMK Sri Permata a.k.a Seaport, at least for the next three days. I don't understand why should the teachers terpekik-pekik di "microphone" , mereka ini barangkali kurang faham mengenai fungsi pembesar suara agaknya. On normal school days, you could hear:

"Kelas terkotor minggu ini adalah, kelas satu gangsa. Para pelajar tingkatan satu gangsa, sila tunggu di kantin sekolah selepas tamat perhimpunan"

"Pada sebelah petang, pasukan hoki sekolah diminta untuk berkumpul di padang sekolah"

Duh...as if the whole Kelana Jaya is a part of the school!

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I'm lucky because this year's school holidays fall on the same week as IIU revision week (erk...is that considered lucky?). My tkd student's mother sms-ed me, asking me to teach his son during the holidays. Five days straight maa! Penat woo, but I accepted the "challenge" (konon). Actually, I miss tkd lah. The last class I attended was in February. Btw, I need the exercise as well.

So, as a responsible asst.instructor, I tried to arrange a five-day training schedule for him and my brother. First day, he came late. I told him not to repeat that. Second day, training at night, no problem. Third day, he's an hour late. I asked my bro to tell him to go back home, and come back at 8pm for training. I was quite angry actually. So, he came for training at 8pm last night.

After the training, he asked me to speak to his mother about the grading test. He told me that the mother "macam nak tak nak jer" allow him to take the test. "Susah nak ambik sebab duduk asrama, pastu mak kata bila pindah sini, belanja untuk keperluan je, taekwondo ni semua tak payah" (that explains my tertangguh fees for three months!)
The poor boy then told me how much he hated her mother's decision of sending him to a boarding school in Sabak Bernam,

"kalau hati tak suka macam mane nak buat2 suka, mak suruh buat2 suka walaupun tak suka! mak kata susah sebab mak selalu outstation"

"Ayah?"

"Ayah pun selalu outstation!"

"Kakak?"

"Kakak sibuk, dia dah masuk universiti!"

I spent about thirty minutes trying to console him. Trust me, I'm sooooo not good at these kinda things. I'm better off teaching taekwondo with my thunder-like voice and garang-ness rather than to pujuk a small kid. I want to help him, but I'm an outsider. I can't tell his mother what to do. So, the best thing that I could and would do is to listen...listen to his grumblings, ramblings and allow him to pour out his emotions. I feel sorry for him, I really do...

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This morning, the training was supposed to start at 9am. He came at 9.30am, man I was damned angry. The third time in a week! But, I managed to control myself, went out and teach him and my bro. Tomorrow will be our last class, we'll see...