The Memoirs of a Teacher:
July 11, 2008 
Yes, my short teaching stint has finally come to an end.
I am amazed that I finally survived! But I returned home and slept the afternoon away until dinner time showing my absolute exhaustion from the 3 weeks of waking up at 5.45am just to make sure I get to school in time to complete the marking left over from yesterday.
I left school with this left on Mrs Chua’s table:
Alot of letters to Mrs Chua
&
Three letters to the beloved classes I taught.
Dear 303,
You girls have been an awesome bunch of girls to teach. Even though the class was small, I was delighted to know that each of you were friendly and good-natured in your own way. And even though at times you compare yourself to the “muggers” in 306, you must know that each of you are as intelligent as well as beautiful inside. Fret not, because with good teachers like Mrs Chua in KC, you will excel. So play hard as well as work hard, appreciate your teachers and be a true blue KC girl. Take a look around you, these girls are going to be your friends for life, appreciate them and built lasting relationships.
Dear 305,
You girls have got it good. Beauty and intelligence fused in each one of you. It has been an absolute pleasure teaching your class. To be really honest, I disliked Math when I was in KC too. I know teaching Math gave you the impression that I loved the subject, but actually to the contrary I did not. I remember those long Math lessons which I dreaded, so I perfectly understood when I heard you complain in class! But don’t give up, you have the potential to excel! Those times where you imitated the teachers, talked alot and showed your displeasure with Math reminded me of my own KC days. Thanks for bringing back the memories. So play hard and work hard, appreciate good teachers, love your friends. Be a true blue KC girl!- develop in yourself a strong character.
Dear 306
Teaching you was especially special, because I was an old-306 girl too! Everyone of you reminded me of my own 306 class- every girl, brilliant, intelligent and brimming with potential. The creme of the crop of KC, the blossoming hope. Every girl in this class is well-able to excel in academics, and I’m sure that most of you, if not all of you already know that. But I hope that your KC journey would not only be one of academic excellence, but I hope that you would develop your character too. Thanks for bringing back the memories. So play hard and work hard, appreciate good teachers, love your friends. Be a true blue KC girl!- develop in yourself a strong character.
Love,
Ms Han. (:
I end this teaching stint with much gratitude, new insight to the dynamic influence in the relationship between a student and a teacher and much memories brought back.
Thank God.
Keep My Sanity
June 23, 2008 
Being a teacher, is such a difficult profession. Tied in with having to manage a business (whitechopsticks). this is by far, the most rather exciting moment in time other than being in project serve for the year 2008. Terribly tired, I thank God.
Returning to KC brought nostalgia. They sang the school song today, being the first day of the week. I could still remember the words! teaching the girls was a whole new experience, but I finally understood what it meant to be the teacher. It is such a strenuous task just trying to keep the class quiet and try to remember all my secondary math at the same time. Thank God for His grace and mercy to tide through the day. It was energy-draining, even though I let out a grin when the girls said: “Thank you Ms Han, and God bless you”. I havent heard that in a million years! it brought a smile. 
Thank God for helping me keep my sanity.
And for once, I thank God that as I walk home from the busstop as the clock struck nearly eleven, I can still feel the cool breeze on my face- I am still alive!
And thank God that He provides the strength and courage for me to strud along; For bestfriends who’d do all the crazy business things with me, For the warmth of family, reaching home and finding longan cooling tea made by ah-ma on table, and still able to calmly speak to my dad when he said: “Wah, teacher can come back late ar.” even though I was so tired I could scream, I thank God for who He is, who has given me the divine appointment of being Da-Jie (it is not easy), though this role may seem bossy or overriding to some other people who does not know what it feels like to be solely responsible. Who understands, when it seems so tough and words dont bridge the gap.
for being a God who catches every tear.
He gives the Strength to Overcome.
Nostalgic Buona Vista.
May 31, 2008 
Taking a ride down to Buona Vista to watch Restless V, ACJC dance concert was nostalgic. It triggered memories of those A level days, where Xiuru and I would tirelessly travel down for math tuition. No matter how much time it took up, we’d faithfully head down to Dr Chan’s. And despite his sarcastic comments, and the fact that we were the only temasek students, we stuck it out all the way: for 1 and a half years.
Reminiscing.
Anyway, the dance concert was awesome. Aretha’s dance solo was funny, but really nice! I liked it. I love to see Aretha dance. Her dance moves can vary from hip-hop to ballet and the versatility of her body movements tells the audience that she’s got everything a dancer should have. oh, the beauty. That’s just one more thing to add on the Abby-will-miss-list when I leave. I will miss Aretha, I will miss her dancing.
It was funny how we became friends; but I’m glad we did.
Thank God.
