Is my drawing really that bad?

Austin is a nice boy who happens to be too honest. Seriously, boy… when you grow up, you’ll have trouble with women for being too honest. *grin*
We talked about rhyming families “-OD”, which originally written 3 words in the book with the pictures, rod, cod, and pod.
I asked Austin as my finger pointed for the original big fish picture on the book, “What is cod?”
“Cod is a big fish in the sea,” answered him.
“Good job! What about rod?” My finger pointed to the original rod picture.
“Rod is for fishing,” answered him confidently.
“That’s correct. What about pod, Austin?” My fingeredmoved to the original pod  picture.
“Pod is for eating. It’s a vegetable.” He explained more confidently.
I always put extra words for the rhyming families, and today I put “nod” (an up and down move with our head) together with them, and drew a drawing for explaining the word “Nod. Here is the drawing.


“What is nod, Austin?” asked me.
And as confident as before, he answered it loudly, “Nod is a crazy man!”

*time to laugh and mock at my drawing guys…*

Yes, a five year old boy made me feel terrible about my drawing, but no harms taken though. :p

A kid who kept poking his nose with pencil… again and again…

Owen is my favorite student, the dyslexia genius who googled everything he wanted to know. But this post is not about him. It’s about his classmate named Andrew.

We started the class well as the got along very well. Skipped the first 45 minutes and go straight to the BINGO time in the last 15 minutes. At first, Owen played it against Andrew. He always won. How come he didn’t win? He even always won over me, and I never let him win on purpose.

Andrew is a kind of weird boy (in Bahasa is, cengo dan terlalu banyak bengong, dan mukanya selalu bingung) whose face always looked confused. However, Owen took over the game and asked that He would merge with Andrew, play the BINGO against me. When we started to play the game, Andrew just kept staring at us and poking his nose with his pencil. Yes, I know, it’s yucky.

“Eeeooowww! It’s yucky, miss! Andrew pokes his nose with pencil,” cried Owen.

“Andrew! Don’t do that! It’s dirty…” I told him to stop.

“Okay, let’s go again,” I asked Owen to continue the BINGO game.

Then Andrew did that again.

“leaf,” Owen said the words from BINGO.

“Andrew, don’t poke your nose with pencil! It’s yucky!” cried me.

Then he stopped.

“Again!” I asked Owen to repeat the words.

“LEAF, miss…” said Owen more clearly this time.

And Andrew did that again. He poked the nose again.

“ANDREW! Don’t do that!”

“But you said AGAIN…” replied Andrew with a straight face.

And that’s how Owen and me laughed our asses off in the class.

Miss May

“Miss May, can I kiss your mouth?”

Something really really weird happened to me today. Today was his first day in the reading class. He just turned 5 and he was very chatty and tease a lot.
But one sentence shocked me just when he asked me something…
“Miss May?”

“Can I kiss your mouth?”

I thought I misheard it, “what?”
“Can I kiss your mouth?” He said more clearly this time.
I paused for a while – just like you did when you read it, didn’t you?!

“WHY?” asked me.
“Because –“ he stopped just after he said because, then he pretended there’s nothing happened. And so did I!!!

What a day!!!!!

Well… I tried to think positively that he might like to kiss his mom’s mouth as an affection form. So, he thinks it’s okay to kiss everyone’s mouth.

I don’t know. Have any idea?


This girl is a genius!!!

In an ordinary reading class, taught an ordinary lesson, with not-so ordinary kid named Angelin.

I was discussing about the story and I asked some of the vocabularies. One of the question was “What does ‘free’ mean? Can you explain it?”

While my other students usually explained it as “Free is when you can do anything.” or “Free is like a bird” or “Free is buy one get one free” (this one is shopping way too much) or “yeah, just free…”. The last one is usually spoken by some lazy students. :D

She explained the word “FREE” as…

So there is a man who got into jail, and he suffered. But he doesn’t make mistake. There is other man who is his twin.  He is a bad man, but then He tell the truth to the jail and he actually has to go to jail. And the twin who is good man now can finally FREE.

And I was amazed. How did a 7 years old girl pictured a situation like it, and she really described a word “Free” with a very extraordinary way. She always explained words with extraordinary ways. But this one, is like a magic which amazed me.

She’s got to be a writer or a journalist or a novelist someday. :D

It’s amazing how young kids can inspire you. And how they can teach you more that you thought.


Owen called me!

I was so happy today,, coz one of my favorite student, Owen, called me to my cell, with miss Leony’s cell. “Miss May… Where are you?”

“Who is this?”

“This is Owen!”

Hahaha, I’ve been taking my annual leaves for 1 week and I missed my students already.

Miss Leony was chatting with me the other day,, “May!! You really got to come back real soon!”

And I was laughing. Raymond Lee and Tari were looking for me. :)

So happy to know that your students miss you. XD

Just as much as you miss them.