shes back. yerp, shes here.

two of us spoke to her, separately..but of coz, with the same question.

n now, she-with different stories.. and we both were amused.

gonna talk to her again.. this time.. together with my colleague.

oh well..

this morning, another kid...

"cikgu, saya akan tukar sekolah.."

"kenapa?"

"sebab..mummy and daddy saya dah tak tinggal together. daddy asyik minum arak. marah-marah mummy. diorang asyik fight jer. so daddy tinggal ngan kakak dia, mummy nak cari rumah lain.."

*gosh*..

its only my 4th yr (almost) in this prof and more and more of my students are telling me abt their probs. the upper pri with their cinta-cintan and geng-tak-geng stories..while the younger ones.. abt family, their pets and sometimes " cikgu, tgk, saya dah tak de gigi" -yes, dentist visit, what else. At times, i thot of switchg prof..but somehow..the kids make me stay..

tell me..how can i just leave them?






breathe in..breathe out..






i cant wait to bake cupcakes tonite..




bah