On Christmas morning, my parents helped me to load all my belongings into Asyrad's car, and off we went on a 7 hours roadtrip to come to Johor.
The place that I shall call home for the next 2 years.
The place that I shall call home for the next 2 years.
Kacang pool. Johor's specialty.
The assignments for the week were simple:
1) Wait for news to arrive from the department
to find out which school we will be teaching in, and which course we will be majoring in in our postgraduate diploma in education program.
2) Look for a place to stay for the next 2 years
3) Attend briefings and relationship-building classes
For the week, we were staying in the dormitories of a local teaching school.
If my memory served me right, it was my 6th time staying in dormitory/hostel like this. I had stayed in similar quarters at other states when I attended camps and competitions.
These quarters are not the most comfortable place to stay in, the shared bathrooms and toilets are probably everyone's least favorite. However, the people made things better.
The right group of people, who makes me feel loved, who we all share the same vision and passion, made the place bearable.
We spent a good chunk of time during the week in this lecture hall. Here was the place where we received all the news, good and bad.
This room is definitely not as memorable as our PSP site, where we first knew each other, learnt together, worked and played together. But this room shall always has its place in my mind.
For all my 2017 fellows friends, let me put it this way:
PSP site is the interactive, effective, happy learning space that I want to go back to everytime when I do the O-Alele song to open up my imaginary ideal group learning space,
while this lecture room is the war room that I need to go back to everytime when I receive a major news or when I need to do a split second decision.
I don't know why. Maybe it's because of the wood. :p
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