And life goes on... But heres a lil recap on what happened today.
Well, Mr andre's last day today. I was pretty sad. He was a damn good teacher, and thats one hellva one high standard.
The class did something special today for him. We bought a chocolate cake, 5 roses (for the 5 teams) and a card. We were preparing the stuff. But suddenly, he came to the classroom! Roger, Iqul and Anfal were outside, ready to stop him from entering. But he came so unexpected that they did not think up of an idea to stop him.
I thought heard someone say " Mr Andre! Don't go in! Kasmi's changing inside!". Look on his face was priceless! Then Ika came in and told everyone. Kasmi's face has horrified! PRICELESS! Okay, thats a lil mean.
When he came back again, we had everything ready. Ferrisher had "You are not alone" by Michael Jackson playing. We all stood up and greeted him. I saw that he was touched. It was such a wonderful moment. Andre was so touched that he was wiping tears away. Quite alot of us were touched too. Fine, I confess, my eyes had something in them, thats why they were watering! I'm a emotional person, I'm probably the first to tear up at this sorta thing.
Mr Andre, I am sure that the whole class feels the same when I say that you've been a great facilitator and the best that I've ever met. You taught us life and taught us things that we have never thought about. Your wide knowledge never failed to keep us interested. Coupled with your openness, you never failed to brush aside our monday blues. You taught us to be a better people and you never failed to give motivation to each and everyone of us. No lesson was boring. Thank you for the awesome learning experience. Sir! I salute you!
On a more personal note,
I'll always miss the days when I step into the class feeling down. And I never fail to hear a "Good Morning Yueming". The cheerfulness behind those 3 words never failed to make me grin. You always had interesting stories to tell the whole class. You always gave an indept commentation about my relection journal and my presentation. Helped me understand my weak areas. But what distingushed you above the rest is that you never fell back on your position as a teacher to win a debate. You always went head to head with my views. You are indeed one of a kind. I hope that you won't ever forget us, our class and RP itself.
Well, whats done's done. I guess that I have to accept that fact that culture wouldn't ever be the same again. But the lessons, shall never be forgotten. They will always be fresh in my mind.
The class did something special today for him. We bought a chocolate cake, 5 roses (for the 5 teams) and a card. We were preparing the stuff. But suddenly, he came to the classroom! Roger, Iqul and Anfal were outside, ready to stop him from entering. But he came so unexpected that they did not think up of an idea to stop him.
I thought heard someone say " Mr Andre! Don't go in! Kasmi's changing inside!". Look on his face was priceless! Then Ika came in and told everyone. Kasmi's face has horrified! PRICELESS! Okay, thats a lil mean.
When he came back again, we had everything ready. Ferrisher had "You are not alone" by Michael Jackson playing. We all stood up and greeted him. I saw that he was touched. It was such a wonderful moment. Andre was so touched that he was wiping tears away. Quite alot of us were touched too. Fine, I confess, my eyes had something in them, thats why they were watering! I'm a emotional person, I'm probably the first to tear up at this sorta thing.
Mr Andre, I am sure that the whole class feels the same when I say that you've been a great facilitator and the best that I've ever met. You taught us life and taught us things that we have never thought about. Your wide knowledge never failed to keep us interested. Coupled with your openness, you never failed to brush aside our monday blues. You taught us to be a better people and you never failed to give motivation to each and everyone of us. No lesson was boring. Thank you for the awesome learning experience. Sir! I salute you!
On a more personal note,
I'll always miss the days when I step into the class feeling down. And I never fail to hear a "Good Morning Yueming". The cheerfulness behind those 3 words never failed to make me grin. You always had interesting stories to tell the whole class. You always gave an indept commentation about my relection journal and my presentation. Helped me understand my weak areas. But what distingushed you above the rest is that you never fell back on your position as a teacher to win a debate. You always went head to head with my views. You are indeed one of a kind. I hope that you won't ever forget us, our class and RP itself.
Well, whats done's done. I guess that I have to accept that fact that culture wouldn't ever be the same again. But the lessons, shall never be forgotten. They will always be fresh in my mind.
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