Remember the first time, when I know the Primary Five students, I overestimated myself. I thought I can handle them, but I was wrong. They made me angry, made me cried and even scolded vulgar words at me. They don't listen to what I asked them to do... I was at a lost... Ended up, I was being reprimanded by my supervisor. A person like me who never had kids, don't know how to handle them, I was almost going to give up, but I did not. Slowly, I realised that I had never stepped into their life for 5 years. To them, I was a complete stranger who was trying to control them. I learnt to talk to them, understand them, made friends with them.

Even though I maybe a teacher to them, but I also learnt how to be a teacher from them. One day, one of the Primary Five boy opened his mouth and said "BB" to me, I was so happy. (BB means bye bye in their language.) I told myself I had made it. I had slowly stepped into their life. On Christmas, another Primary Five boy gave me christmas present. I was really overjoyed. Even though it was only chocolates.... At that moment I realised that, is not how expensive the present is, but is the thought that count. The Primary Five boy who always scold vuglar words now is friend to me.... Another one came to ask me why I want to leave them....

I really missed them now but the decision had been made, I had to go....