An ode to the "cher, cher" days
Going gentle into the good night. My first batch of P6s will always have a special place in my heart (From left: Ka Song, Justin, Si Tong, Marcus, Yun Hui, and Jingqi) So this is it — five years since I first stepped into the classroom, I have called it a day. I have mixed feelings about writing this piece. Writing this would mean that I have "started adulting proper", i.e. having a permanent full-time job. And that's a happy thing because in times like this, getting one is a blessing. For those not in the know, yes — I have started work proper as a journalist. But it is not without a tinge of sadness because this also means adios again to this childhood stomping ground of mine along Woodlands Street 81. I thought it would only do justice to these five years of teaching (which is equally substantial as my time in NUS) by jotting my thoughts down. So...how did it all begin? I dabbled in relief teaching merely to pass time before starting university and did not expect
