A tinge of sadness....

Time really flies... Before I know what had hit me, 8 weeks gone just like tat.. This time round I really dont want my practicum to end. I wanna teach teach and teach... (A good sign right?) My P4 boys and girls have really made me discover the joy of teaching.

This week reality sets in when I broke the news to them that this will really be my final week with them. Even worst my last day on Thurs, I won't even have any teaching periods with them. Today, the pupils were crowding around me clamouring for my attention. One of the gals were seen crying... Oh gosh.. They dont want 2molo to come..
I have receive their emails of encouraging words and their tots and truth be told I shed a few tears of sadness as well as happiness knowing that I have wat it takes to be a Teacher. ..

I can't imagine what will happen 2molo... I don't wanna face them.. I know they have something up their sleeve (They are lousy at being discreet).. I hope to be able to put on a brave front in front of them 2molo...