Sunday, 28 May 2017

My Holiday Journal 1 - aliah 😊


27 May 2017

SST's Open House day.

  Today was the first time participating in the annual open house, and I was kind of looking forward to an enjoyable day. But it turned out to be a twist of my unfortunate fate...


  Here's my trail of "happy" fate...

   
  I read my email this morning at 6:30 am and unexpectedly shocked when I found out that I had to report to school at 7 am. I have not bathed, changed into my uniform and gel my hair. I had to gel my hair, as instructed by the teacher so that to look neat and formal when meeting the parents. (I found that very meaningless though.) I rushed out of the house on a pleasant Saturday morning and ran to school because the distance between the school was so near that I had to walk. The time ticked by as I waited impatiently for the green light to flash. As I reached the school compound, I skipped two-step at a time to reach the fifth floor, and to the tutorial room 2. But once I opened the door of the room, there were only ten people present, what a waste of my precious time! I could have spent it on "important" stuff like taking a stroll to school, enjoying the morning sunrise, but instead I wasted it all.

  At 7:50 am, I had duties at the ADMT booth. I was supposed to help out in the hands-on activities, and welcome visitors entering. It was fine when the open house started at 8:30 in the morning, but once it reaches nine plus, everything was getting out of control. Little kids of age around five years old started roaming in and participating in the hands-on activities. I gave a sheet of paper for them to design and cut out the shape of the photo stand. After five minutes or so, they were still staring at the piece of paper wondering what to do. At that moment, I just realised that they couldn't understand the instruction, and I think that Ms Neubronner had typed the instruction wrongly. I stood opposite them as though I was the teacher teaching them what to do. I made sure that they don't get cut by the scissors when handling them, and as well as assigning some students to supervise them. If anyone gets hurt in any ways, all the responsibilities will be in my hands. While supervising them, I saw one five-year-old kid colouring the print-out very uniquely. Here's the picture:




  Once my part was completed, I went to the toilet to get my hair done before my break time. Unfortunately, my IC, Yin Mon, said that the auditorium is shot of manpower and needed help at that moment. So I rushed back to level five to the back door of the auditorium, as I had duties with Troy. It was very boring as the IC told me not to fidget and greet all the visitors. The IC was very irritating she said that everything is a disgrace if you don't follow as she says. This went on the whole day, and I could not stand the "boringness" infecting my head, so I acted like an irritating little kid disturbing the IC all day long. Troy kept on doing silly stuff like kissing the door of the auditorium and saying hi to all the alumni as he was bored too. So during the break time, we had an entertainment by Troy. One of the alumni thought that Troy was a secondary two acting like a secondary one student. Upon hearing that surprising news, Troy cuddled himself like a cat between the alumni and hugged him too. Afterwards, Troy went on stage to fetch a frisbee thrown by other alumni and return it back to them and said hi as well. The alumni were freaked out by Troy's contagious weirdness, and said " Hi Troy." Troy was so happy that the alumni know his name and chubbily replied, "How do you know my name? Am I that popular?" 
"It is written on your badge. Troy and a smiley face"
As elated as usual, Troy jumped up and down, "You are my best friend!"
The alumni bent down their heads and quickly walked away, out of the auditorium.
Once our duty started again, Troy, together with me, waited outside to welcome the visitors. But as per usual, there were some performances by the guitar ensemble and secondary one show choir. Ten minutes before the Principal's talk, the show choir members arrived. Their faces were all splattered with vibrant makeups and bright red lips, all of them appeared striking. Troy was searching high and low for Isaac Lim to appear, till he found Isaac. He jumped up and went crazy like he was going to shake Isaac till death. So as per usual, I was doing my duties guarding the door and managing the noise level outside. Then came a very irritating secondary two show choir member, I have no idea why she is performing with the secondary ones, she was complaining that I should open the back door as there isn't any more space and if she squeezes in, she might not have oxygen and die. Nonsense! Then when the show choir left for their performances, I got scolded for not closing the door by the IC.

  The last shift was very tensed as the auditorium was full because everyone wants to get their sit for the last talk. It was then I had to reject people from entering the auditorium. So there was a family of four willing to join the talk, but sadly I had to reject them. But right after they left, Jun Rong said that there were still five more seats left. It was then I felt so sorry for the family as who knows that talk was crucial to them. Then, there was one man wearing bright orange budging into the auditorium even though Troy have rejected him. So we just left him to be like that. The principal's talk exceeded the time frame of thirty minutes and end up lasting for one hour and thirty minutes instead. And there goes me swinging on the railings of every stair till the talk ends at four.

  After the talk, I was expecting to go home, but instead, we had a debrief by Yin Mon. Waste of my time. She asked me what was bad that day, so I said that rejecting people when there were seat was bad, but Yin Mon started nagging about me being very childish and stating that rejecting people was a good thing, also, she said I didn't do my duties well, but obviously, I did well. I guided the parents to the washrooms, answered their questions and even help them to supervise their child. That were all not my duties by I did it. If she can't appreciate interjecting her words, movements and some fun, this duty will only be white and black all the day, lucky for her that we brought joy to the parents and their little kids. But you see I didn't care much as she was after all my leader, and she had to carry out more important duties than me, and I forgive her for whatever she had done. Today, I did cross the line too much.

  All in all, I think I should just listen to her instructions and do what was needed if she can do all four shifts, why can't I. Today I was really a bad girl indeed. 😔

 "Acting as a leader wasn't a tough job to do, but being a leader was a job that one can't do it overnight..." 



1 comment:

  1. Thank you Aliah for writing the first entry! It sounds like you had a busy and tiring day. I hope you found it fulfilling as well. Thank you for playing a part in SST's Open House Day.

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