Monday, August 20, 2007
While there were things that did not go as planned, there were others which were beyond our own expectation.
The boys had fun, so did we. Although the tactical training for hockey could not continue for many factors (which I do not want to divulge here), we switched the whole weekend for team building purposes. We even went out for dinner (and I have never seen teenagers that hungry before, it was worth every penny since they cleared everything) and from the little deeds like getting them their tickets, making sure they boarded and left safely, ferrying them back to their parents even - they would understand that we really care. And that's a good start for everything.
As for the debaters, it is the best indication I have had for so many months. We discovered a near prodigy for the English debate, just as I was struggling to plan for next years when the current generations leaves (we have not even recovered from Haqqa's and Buck's departure). It was really like something sent from Heaven, what remains to be seen is whether he has it in him to be what he should be. That requires the right attitude and I can't assess that until later. But talent wise - I was staring at a future legend.
The BM boys were as upbeat and consistent as ever. Aslam and Aleng stayed back to begin their stint at this side of the fence - as coaches. Aslam still has difficulty accepting that he is no longer a debater (so we joked) having had the most number of caps as a koleq debater in recent memories since 1995, but I was glad that he finally let his hair down and was giggling and laughing all along. Gone were the stressful days of PPM. Ed and Nab could not join because of family matters.
We nearly had to stay in NH since all rooms were booked in Kuala Kangsar, but after a tour of NH's shower room I told myself quietly that I am no longer a 17 year old and would never be able to put up with school hostel - so we changed our minds at 1 am, driving around looking for a room to sleep.
We did find one, but it's really fit for a brothel and prostitute den - who was I to complain at that hours. At least it did have an air-cond and en suite hot shower (with a broken shower head that sprayed water all over the place you really risked getting eletrocuted).
At the end of a long day at 3 am, trying to finish the planning for the next day - we asked ourselves why we do what we do.
I was having doubts at that hours, but the next day I met Sherry, Cikgu Umi, Ustaz Ishak and Cikgu Badri who were us for the training.
The pride they had in their eyes for how these boys have changed, for whatever little improvements they had had - is a sea of comfort to tell us that it was worthwhile. It reminded us that together with the teachers who care, we really touched these kids' life.
And what's greatest satisfaction can you have in life, but to touch the lives of others.
A good weekend well spent though very tiring.
Posted by Noni Kapet at 11:06 PM