In order to protect the school's privacy in case I bitch the hell out of it when I have a bad day, let's just call it SMK K2.
I don't know whether it is fate, or is it my slight meddling with it.
But it doesn't matter 'coz I'm here already.
So maybe I don't get to venture out into the wild and live independently on my own.
But it's okay. I've been away from home for six years. Maybe it really is time for me to go home.
Though a little part of me kinda want to go to impossiblely remote places and go all Bear Grylls out there, I am nevertheless grateful 'coz people are virtually dying to be where I am now.
So I went to my school already and met my boss (damn, I feel so like a grownup!) and talked to the teachers there.
And this is what I'm able to sum up, the pros and cons of teaching in K2 and in my hometown:
- My boss seems nice and he knows my parents.
- There are a few of my ex teachers there!
- No serious discipline problems. I quote the disciplinary teacher, "The baddest kid here is the nicest kid in SM X." I was from SM X and I rather pay the Rm110k bond to quit the government had I gotten that school. That bad.
- The teachers are super friendly.
- I'm teaching in my hometown, a small community where everyone knows each other.
- My mom will send me to school and my brother will fetch me from school everyday. I feel like a kid again, but at least I can save on transport.
- My mom's gonna cook for me everyday.
- I could give tuition and earn more moolahs.
- I could save money on rent and car. And food and groceries and toiletries and internet bills.
- I get to live an easy life.
- My boss seems nice and HE KNOWS MY PARENTS!
- There are a few of my ex teachers there. OH NOES!
- Most students are linguistically retarded. The kind that don't even know what 'paper' is.
- So my boss put me up on a pedestal and expects to see better PMR results.
- I'm teaching in my hometown, a small community WHERE EVERYONE KNOWS EACH OTHER.
- I am eventually going to grow up and pay for petrol and probably get my own car.
- I'll never learn how to cook.
- I will have no life when I start giving tuition.
- My parents are not gonna let me off so easy. It's either RM800 per month or yearly travel expense. But most probably both.
- I will never know the meaning of hardship.
To those who are like me, count your blessings. No matter how hard you have it in school and no matter how much you want to run down the principal with your brand new Viva, you have your family waiting for you at home. Though they are fucking sick to listen to you whine everyday, they would still be there for you.
And to my friends who are banished to god forsaken grounds, cheer up 'coz what you'll gain would be EPIC. You'll get life experiences that no one who is still living with their parents get to get and that will make you LEGENDARY - unlike us losers who still put stuffs at the cashier and run away so that our father would pay for it unsuspectingly.
Above all, it's going to be one hell of a roller coaster ride this year.