Cause I have a friend in you.
Sunday, March 23, 2014; 12:25 AM |
Introducing Teacher Anne's source of joy and sunshine every hectic Saturday. Sean and Lee Han. Never knew I'd grow such a hugge attachment to these two 6 and 7 year old boys, since I'd always enjoy teaching the 3 and 4 year olds more.
Sean's bubbly, easygoing and confident. He's imaginative and creative and inspires me so much more than he knows every time I meet him. What makes Sean is his cheery personality, it's like he's got joy overflowing from inside of him. He came to class last week red-eyed, in pain, so much pain that even I could feel his pain; he fell off his scooter on the steep slope in botanical gardens and had cuts on his arm and legs. He walked into the studio, hesitated, and burst into tears, seeking refuge from his mummy. Eventually, he went into class with me, and in less than 5 minutes (yes I'm serious), he dried his tears, and regained his normal self. No, the tears weren't fake or attention seeking tears, but Sean bounces back from bad experiences quickly, and he holds onto none of those bad memories. even though he still had those band aids on him, it was as though he never had that fall. My wish for him is to always have that joy that comes from within, that will bring him through tough times, and will spread so much warmth and sunshine to the people around him.
Lee Han, he's a darling. He's a 101 percent sweetheart. Lee Han bakes with his mother, and Teacher Anne doesn't get left out when he does. He comes to class with a box of cookies or cakes, and says two words that will completely melt me down into a puddle "for you.." (: yes he's a typical don't say much but when he does he will melt you kind of boy)
Lee han's gestures of love don't stop there #yesimveryloved. There was a lesson where I got the two of them to look around the room and find something they wanna be inspired by to create a design for their tshirt, he looked around, turned back at me and said "You! I want to be inspired by you!" #noproperwordstodescribemyfeelingsatthatinstant but a mega awwwwwwwww would suffice.
The boys have their moments too, at times. Sean and his "I don't want to do it anymore" and Leehan's "I don't know how to". But it's also these times that I want to see them through, to nudge and push Sean to go further then he intends so that he reaches his full potential, and to encourage and guide Leehan so that he sees what he is capable of and can be proud of.
So talking about moments, as much as they have theirs, Teacher Anne has hers too. And despite that, I can always feel their love and acceptance in little but significant ways. With them, I'm not just their teacher, but also their friend, and that's a pretty good deal I think (: Sean and Leehan, love you two very much and thank you.
Hurry not.
Monday, March 17, 2014; 3:14 PM |
John's a three year old boy from my Wednesday class. He's been in classes ever since he was much younger, accompanied by mummy, whom I've learnt many important lessons of parenthood from. John's "hello teacher anne!" and big bright smile as he enters the studio never fails to bring a smile like his onto my face :D
Last Wednesday, John ran out of his class and came to me who was giving out biscuits to the kids from my class. I gave him a biscuit and a stamp, his face lit up and he said "thank you teacher anne!", turning his back and running back into the class. He ran back outside after awhile, looked at me for a brief moment, before I asked "yes john? Is there something I can do for you?" I was pleasantly surprised when he told me he had something to tell me. He said "teacher anne, I sat on a horse today!" His parents came out of the class room after a while to find the both of us chatting happily about his school excursion that morning, with me asking questions and him answering me in careful detail. The parents told me "he'd been so excited to tell you about it for the whole day!" (:
What I found meaningful about the few minutes I had with John that afternoon, wasn't just the conversation that took place, but the reason why such a conversation could take place, creditting not me, but the love, encouragements and patience John's parents have showered on him, that made him who he is today, a confident and competent John.
Dear John,
Teacher Anne loves the way you tell me about your day, the way you won't leave out any detail, the sound of excitement in your voice as you speak. Take your time, as your parents always encourage you to, to express, to ask questions, to be heard. It may seem at times that you take a longer time than others, more effort than others, but, don't let anyone hurry you. You're doing well, exceptionally well in fact, especially so in my eyes. Teacher Anne believes that with more practice, you'll find yourself stuttering less, speaking with ease with the wealth of vocabulary and adjectives stored up in you at such a young age.
Your parents and you, have taught me a beautiful lesson- how much good an adult's "take your time" can do for a child, how time, can be one of the best and most important gifts we can give to our children. I'm regretful for the many times I've hurried a child in my hour long class, to get on with the lesson, to finish the art. The times I've denied a child's opportunity to talk about something just because it had nothing to do with the lesson. The times I've promised to talk about it later, and yet forgot about it after. I promise though, I'll learn to hurry not, to take time to genuinely listen to what you and your friends have to say, to be sincere in each of the conversations I have with each of you.
Thank you, for the timely reminder. (:
With Love,
Teacher Anne
#somanythingstothankGodfor entry no.1
Sunday, March 16, 2014; 10:17 PM |
For many reasons, I am going to revive my blog. (:
For the love of writing, for the way it brings back lost memories, and for the way it reminds me of many previous lessons learnt, things experienced. Even though many were of heartaches and painful experiences and a big part of it nonsensical (but hilarious), as I re-read the older posts of the blog, I had so so many things to be thankful to God for. To be where I am, who I am, for the things I've gone through, for the people who have went through it with me, and the list only goes on.
So yes, I'm on a #100happydays project on Instagram - which essentially helps you to open your eyes to the many things you can be thankful about in each day. Yes there's more than 1, and knowing that or realizing that does make your days a lot brighter and happier. So with the revival of the blog, I want to use it to remember the big things and the little things that have changed my life, built me up or simply brought a smile onto my face.
And with the first post, I wanna thank God for you ☺️ (not because I think you'll be the only person reading it okayy).
For the biggestttt blessing that came in the form of a tall, not-so-dark and handsome man, I thank God for you everyday, many times. ☺️
"Real love isn't about receiving flowers or romantic dinners. It is being committed in good and bad times. It is self sacrificial. It is going the extra mile. It is dying to self." -Yani
A commitment I make, to celebrate all of life's good moments together, to brave through the difficult times and to grow old together. (Insert #oldmanandoldwomanemoticon) (hehehe I'd still love flowers and romantic dinners thoughh)
A friend recently started his text to me as "幸福的女人" and I think I have to agree with him on that. #cantbemorethankful
And, most importantly.. To God, our father, best friend and first love, let our relationship be anchored in you, our journey be guided by you and our days, we live for you.
Cause I have a friend in you.
Sunday, March 23, 2014; 12:25 AM |
Introducing Teacher Anne's source of joy and sunshine every hectic Saturday. Sean and Lee Han. Never knew I'd grow such a hugge attachment to these two 6 and 7 year old boys, since I'd always enjoy teaching the 3 and 4 year olds more.
Sean's bubbly, easygoing and confident. He's imaginative and creative and inspires me so much more than he knows every time I meet him. What makes Sean is his cheery personality, it's like he's got joy overflowing from inside of him. He came to class last week red-eyed, in pain, so much pain that even I could feel his pain; he fell off his scooter on the steep slope in botanical gardens and had cuts on his arm and legs. He walked into the studio, hesitated, and burst into tears, seeking refuge from his mummy. Eventually, he went into class with me, and in less than 5 minutes (yes I'm serious), he dried his tears, and regained his normal self. No, the tears weren't fake or attention seeking tears, but Sean bounces back from bad experiences quickly, and he holds onto none of those bad memories. even though he still had those band aids on him, it was as though he never had that fall. My wish for him is to always have that joy that comes from within, that will bring him through tough times, and will spread so much warmth and sunshine to the people around him.
Lee Han, he's a darling. He's a 101 percent sweetheart. Lee Han bakes with his mother, and Teacher Anne doesn't get left out when he does. He comes to class with a box of cookies or cakes, and says two words that will completely melt me down into a puddle "for you.." (: yes he's a typical don't say much but when he does he will melt you kind of boy)
Lee han's gestures of love don't stop there #yesimveryloved. There was a lesson where I got the two of them to look around the room and find something they wanna be inspired by to create a design for their tshirt, he looked around, turned back at me and said "You! I want to be inspired by you!" #noproperwordstodescribemyfeelingsatthatinstant but a mega awwwwwwwww would suffice.
The boys have their moments too, at times. Sean and his "I don't want to do it anymore" and Leehan's "I don't know how to". But it's also these times that I want to see them through, to nudge and push Sean to go further then he intends so that he reaches his full potential, and to encourage and guide Leehan so that he sees what he is capable of and can be proud of.
So talking about moments, as much as they have theirs, Teacher Anne has hers too. And despite that, I can always feel their love and acceptance in little but significant ways. With them, I'm not just their teacher, but also their friend, and that's a pretty good deal I think (: Sean and Leehan, love you two very much and thank you.
Hurry not.
Monday, March 17, 2014; 3:14 PM |
John's a three year old boy from my Wednesday class. He's been in classes ever since he was much younger, accompanied by mummy, whom I've learnt many important lessons of parenthood from. John's "hello teacher anne!" and big bright smile as he enters the studio never fails to bring a smile like his onto my face :D
Last Wednesday, John ran out of his class and came to me who was giving out biscuits to the kids from my class. I gave him a biscuit and a stamp, his face lit up and he said "thank you teacher anne!", turning his back and running back into the class. He ran back outside after awhile, looked at me for a brief moment, before I asked "yes john? Is there something I can do for you?" I was pleasantly surprised when he told me he had something to tell me. He said "teacher anne, I sat on a horse today!" His parents came out of the class room after a while to find the both of us chatting happily about his school excursion that morning, with me asking questions and him answering me in careful detail. The parents told me "he'd been so excited to tell you about it for the whole day!" (:
What I found meaningful about the few minutes I had with John that afternoon, wasn't just the conversation that took place, but the reason why such a conversation could take place, creditting not me, but the love, encouragements and patience John's parents have showered on him, that made him who he is today, a confident and competent John.
Dear John,
Teacher Anne loves the way you tell me about your day, the way you won't leave out any detail, the sound of excitement in your voice as you speak. Take your time, as your parents always encourage you to, to express, to ask questions, to be heard. It may seem at times that you take a longer time than others, more effort than others, but, don't let anyone hurry you. You're doing well, exceptionally well in fact, especially so in my eyes. Teacher Anne believes that with more practice, you'll find yourself stuttering less, speaking with ease with the wealth of vocabulary and adjectives stored up in you at such a young age.
Your parents and you, have taught me a beautiful lesson- how much good an adult's "take your time" can do for a child, how time, can be one of the best and most important gifts we can give to our children. I'm regretful for the many times I've hurried a child in my hour long class, to get on with the lesson, to finish the art. The times I've denied a child's opportunity to talk about something just because it had nothing to do with the lesson. The times I've promised to talk about it later, and yet forgot about it after. I promise though, I'll learn to hurry not, to take time to genuinely listen to what you and your friends have to say, to be sincere in each of the conversations I have with each of you.
Thank you, for the timely reminder. (:
With Love,
Teacher Anne
#somanythingstothankGodfor entry no.1
Sunday, March 16, 2014; 10:17 PM |
For many reasons, I am going to revive my blog. (:
For the love of writing, for the way it brings back lost memories, and for the way it reminds me of many previous lessons learnt, things experienced. Even though many were of heartaches and painful experiences and a big part of it nonsensical (but hilarious), as I re-read the older posts of the blog, I had so so many things to be thankful to God for. To be where I am, who I am, for the things I've gone through, for the people who have went through it with me, and the list only goes on.
So yes, I'm on a #100happydays project on Instagram - which essentially helps you to open your eyes to the many things you can be thankful about in each day. Yes there's more than 1, and knowing that or realizing that does make your days a lot brighter and happier. So with the revival of the blog, I want to use it to remember the big things and the little things that have changed my life, built me up or simply brought a smile onto my face.
And with the first post, I wanna thank God for you ☺️ (not because I think you'll be the only person reading it okayy).
For the biggestttt blessing that came in the form of a tall, not-so-dark and handsome man, I thank God for you everyday, many times. ☺️
"Real love isn't about receiving flowers or romantic dinners. It is being committed in good and bad times. It is self sacrificial. It is going the extra mile. It is dying to self." -Yani
A commitment I make, to celebrate all of life's good moments together, to brave through the difficult times and to grow old together. (Insert #oldmanandoldwomanemoticon) (hehehe I'd still love flowers and romantic dinners thoughh)
A friend recently started his text to me as "幸福的女人" and I think I have to agree with him on that. #cantbemorethankful
And, most importantly.. To God, our father, best friend and first love, let our relationship be anchored in you, our journey be guided by you and our days, we live for you.
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