First car!

I can't wait for my car to come. I can't wait to practice driving and drive myself to work.

I am very exciteeeed!

Thinking back, I am very grateful I teach in my School. The harsh and stressful working condition train me for greater things to come. My limited pay allows me to spend wisely and learn to value my profession even more.

My passion and love for children have never stopped and I still love my students.

One thing I like about my school is the system. It has a set of system to run the school and to reduce many paper work teachers and principals have to do. This is the system that really works and still improving to be better. The next thing I like about the school is the environment the founder of the school creates for the children since the beginning. Moreover, it has a very holistic programme to develop children's soft skill, character as well as academic. The enrichment programmes the School offer can't be found in any other schools.

However, there are more rooms for improvement and the School should practice flexibility. The School needs to improve the well fare of the employees and improve the learning activities in class.

I still pray that God bless the School as the School is blessing some other people too.

My first car

Dear God,

Thank you for I get my first small car. The engine of the car is still well maintained and the car is clean and the colour is still beautiful.

God, where is the direction You promised to show me? There are so many doors opened and my impatient heart sometimes want to jump higher and faster. Please keep me waiting with a peaceful and faithful heart.

God, after many trials and tribulations, I thank you for love. This is because of the trails and tribulations I see your love and your work in my life. And each time you appear stronger and so real in my life. I cannot deny your present and your name in life. I just cannot.

I love you, God. Show me the way like how you promise.

What I can say is I will bless her. I have decided in my heart to let go. Enough is enough. She was very very very childish.

By God's grace, I live my every day. How I will bless her? My heart will stop angry at her, the issue is considered 'yesterday', and I will let go.

Her words are abusive and attacking me in any way she can. Her old mind and childish manners are meant to make me feel bad and let her has the power to talk.

The Chinese saying 'Qing zhe zhi qing'. I don't talk or tell 'the world' like her because it will make me look a fool.

David falls and Job suffers the most until he gets blessing and promotion by God. The tests and tribulations they been through are not anyone can go through.

I pray that tomorrow I will still have the same peace of mind. My days are near to leave.

leaving for good

Dear God,

It hurts to know the difference.

Am I worth so little?

I am doing a job more than I am paid for. The demands are always more than the supply.

The treatment from my department and among my colleagues is not something anybody can accept.

I take a deep breathe to swallow many humble pies and orders. My stomach pains.

I kept thinking what went wrong. Did I say something wrong during the interview? during the meeting? with parents? with who else?

I kept telling myself it is fine, the amount does not determine my ability and skills, I kept telling myself promotion comes from the Lord and try to ignore what had happened. I preserve for a long time, taking it with patience and love.

Every morning I still hard that You bless the School.

However, there is a little voice in my heart, unsettled, asking, am I really worth that much only? By grace I am here not by work but is it whatever I had done can't even please You a little?

God, what do you want to comment about my blog? You commented so much to your servants and each and every servants you let them go through suffering for good. Am I going through your special plan now?

I cannot understand why the School gives me many sweet tongues, sweet promises and sweet talk. Perhaps I was naive to believe.

God, I still do. With love and patience.

God, I tell myself I do it for You. Am I not pleasing you again?

I felt hurt and lost. I know very well what to do - still do my best.

Pastor preached with love - do not give in to disappointment to meet the divine destiny.

God, I do not know how. Did you forget me?

My friends who read my blog might be laughing at me for they say this is the trouble I put myself into and I ask for it.

I have nothing to say much, God. Am I forgotten?

I cannot pretend nothing happen.

Thank you that by your grace I rent my house.

SICK AND TIRED

I am very sick and tired. I SLEPT FOR ONLY 2 HOURS A DAY FROM MONDAY TO FRIDAY. My whole body is aching, my spines and nerves are hurting like crazy. I see myself as if fatter.

Shut your mouth if you can't even strike for excellence and you never are.
Stop condemning others when you are the BLOODY WOMAN who created the gossip. STOP GIVING ANY COMMENTS WHEN YOU ARE NOT THE ONE TEACHING AND SHUT THE BLOODY SYSTEM IF IT DID NOT WORK!

I feel like slapping the children who think that they are princesses. They deserve slapping and spanking until they realise their bloody stupid mistakes.

God is GREAT and MERCIFUL. The truth has revealed! I hope God bless them and strike the pathetic school from giving blatant lie!

Stay connected

I am really so that that busy but I have the mood to pen down some words.

I want to tell the students who are still faithfully reading my blogs that I hope you all get the best results for SPM and PMR.

I want and must be watchful. The enemy is at the gate.

Nothing is stronger that letting it go and move on.
The three keys from Sunday sermon, disappointment to divine appointment:
1. the foundation must be on the Lord who is the same yesterday and today.
2. Let it go.
3. Move on
Romans 8:24 "All things happened for good for those who loves God"

Still wish to have a good car and teaching children.

I want and need a car.

Feel very tired of some people. Just can't forgive them yet and can't get rid of the dirt they put on me.

I need the freedom. I need to breathe.