Chapter 638 - Respectacular.

I quote myself and many of my friends ..

" I can't wait to start classes."

I know those words will come biting me in my butt once I reach A2 or something but for now, that's how I really feel.

Honestly, orientation was so boring. Usually,I would picture orientation to be a time where you get to know your fellow course mates. I'm green with envy when I hear stories from Farhan about how he signed up for this and that club. The A Levels students were instead forced to buy a tee if not we weren't allowed to leave the hall. [ Not like I couldn't escape la, but it's only courtesy] Plus,the tees were nice.

People wearing the tees,not so:/

One thing has been ringing in my mind : Respect.

Through school, I try my very best to respect the teachers. It is my code. I wish every teacher I pass by, I say thank you, sorry or good morning when necessary. In class,I try my very best to give full focus to the teachers[ just like a stalker] because it makes them feel like the students care.

Funny how I got this weird principle of life. I'm probably every teacher's worst nightmare[ not anymore laaaaa]when I was in kindergarten or primary school because I confess that I used to be chatterbox. If you think I'm bad now, imagine what I was when I was younger :O

One day, a teacher of mine called me to get her a leaf [?!?!] far away from the class for a presentation. Being naive and a bit coughsuckupcough, I went. When I came back, I passed my teacher the leaf. Next, she asked me..

"Alright Liesl, now, I want you to tell EVERYONE about yourself. Anything, you can go on and on and on.."

At first,I was shy. I knew something was up because the whole class was quiet[ what class is quiet you tell me?!]. But that didn't really bother me. So..you guessed it, I rambled on.

Next thing you know it, the whole starts talking while I'm giving my self-absorbed speech in front. I became so disorientated in my speech and I couldn't focus. I tried speaking louder, trying hopefully to get their attention..

..but no avail.

In the end, I gave up and looked at my teacher. Humiliated to the point of tears. And she said..

"Chuckle*.Alright Liesl, you can take a seat. Now class, be quiet.Liesl, how did you feel when nobody was listening to you?" [Ok,from this point onwards,I'm just going to picture what I thought I did because I can't exactly remember what happened after that horrible experience:P]

"Angry..?"

"You're right. You see class..that's how I feel. That's how all the teachers feel when they teach you. So class,the lesson is not to talk when the teacher is talking. The teacher doesn't feel nice when you aren't listening."

I slumped in my chair.

Now,knowing me back then, a small std 2 girl, I probably was furious and disliked every gut in that teacher for putting me in such a position. However since then, I've never looked at teachers the same way again.

All I have is her to thank:)

In fact,whenever anyone speaks up front in a crowd, I give them the attention because that's what they want. If you don't give them that, I can tell you first-hand,they will feel dejected, hurt and deceived. They might never want to talk in front of a crowd ever again.

Because that's EXACTLY how I felt.

Whenever someone's talking, anybody, be it in a formal meeting [including church meetings, sermons, giving testimony, announcements,sharing etc] or just a mamak session, listen why don't you. Give them the respect they deserve. Even in class, I try not to talk to my friends if best as possible because I have a guilty conscience when I do.

Everybody, do the people a favor and put on your respect spectacles [respect-acles] to keep your eyes on them [for the right reasons please-_-]

Be respect-acular for those who deserve it.

Ink Writing finale:

Farida sang.

Frankie listened.

"Ah, still as lovely as the first day."