Today I went for this volunteering thing I promised to help PS with at this secondary school. At first I thought it was for some leadership program thing… until I reach the student centre and Meng told me, Benson and Bernard 'Oh they may be a little challenging' and then we learnt that they were from the normal technical class.
I think I lived quite a sheltered life when it comes to interacting with normal technical students (what the hell does that mean anyway). Really. In secondary school, I only had 3 interactions with students from NT.
1) This girl who hates my guts for some reason. One day when she had detention and I asked her if she had taken her attendance and she was like 'Prefect very big ah?!' (Ya ya. I was prefect in secondary school, already nerd in training)
2) This guy whom I sometimes see with his other friends, and a couple of times he'd smile at me and say hi. And his friends will do the shove him around thing. Actually I think he was also the one who called me a couple of times but put down the phone immediately.
3) This girl whom I don't really know took to calling herself my sister and everytime I walk past her she shouts 'Jie!!!!' and tells everyone I'm her god sister. (Till today I don't know what I did to cause such endearment
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Okay anyway, no judgement and stereotyping!
Anyway, woah. Eyeopening. In the first 15 minutes, this guy threw a chair across the classroom at some other guy. And for some weird reason no one reacted (included the guy who was the object of the chair thrower, but he wasn't hit or anything. If he were, it'll be weird if he didn't react), so for a while I thought I was hallucinating. Maybe I was. Am I? How come no one reacted? I didn't react too, so maybe it's … I'm giving myself a headache.
It was hard to get them to work with us to set up the games and stuff. I talked to a few guys, and actually they are really quite nice kids, just reluctant to join in stuff they think is quite kiddish. I was asking this guy, R, to go join in the games, and he was like 'I don't do it… it's childish'. But in a really nice, reasonable way. Like he really thought so instead of trying to lie or something.
And R was really nice. At the end of everything I was trying to pack up all the game stuff, and a couple of kids were playing around with the props and I was asking them to give it back. They didn't want to, so I tried the jokey tack with them, saying 'That's stealing!' (Okay so maybe it's not so jokey). R grabbed the props off their hands and then handed it to me in… well sort of a gentlemanly way.
And this other kid N, who is so loud, so hyperactive and kept interrupting us. But when it comes to playing games, he was the most enthusiatic! The response for the games wasn't that good, so I was thinking he was the leader type of person, and I asked him to ask his friends to join in. And he did! It was… well it was nice to see them join in cause he asked them to, cause I was having a hard time getting them to join in. I think some battles have to be 'fought' by the kids and not us.
And huh. When they introduced me, some kids took to called me Cristiano Ronaldo for some reason (I hope I'm not butchering the spelling here). Har-di-har.
But it was nice. A secret nerdy side of me was thrilled that I was the only one they gave a nick name to. But maybe it wasn't like an affectionate nickname kind of thing, but more of a insult thing. Hm. Shucks. I don't know. (I just googled him! He's hot!!! It's definitely NOT an insult!)
He he suddenly feeling happier.
You know, those kids… they get excited by jelly sticks. =) They are soooo kid, but they like acting like they're too cool to play games. Isn't that cute? And why do I get the feeling that they will think that 'cute' is an insult? =)
I never knew how to act around teenaged type people. But I think if you give them a chance, they surprise you. Like R, like N.
Another way they can surprise you is by spitting on the floor like 2 metres in front of you (the same chair thrower). I don't know if I should take that personally or not. For one, he was glaring at someone else while he spat, but the spit landed really near my (papillio-ed) feet! Gee, that really hurt my feelings.
Oh today I wore a polo tee and jeans! Considering I won't wear jeans often, and I don't wear polo tees often, this is like a damn rare combination of clothing!






























