Mindspeaker Returns

Am I a bitter person?

Well…I used to be. I hated the people around me. I hated having to live with, work with and interact with people. I hated the fact that I had to put up with people.

The problem is that people are everywhere. Short…tall…thin…fat…beautiful…ugly…both in looks and attitude. You can’t avoid them. So how? Just be happy la…

I guess my few days in reservist, brought back memories of happier times. I worked with wonderful people who made me happy. People who made me feel that I provide value in their lives. People who appreciated me. Going back to my old workplace woke me up from this nightmare that I lived in.

I’m glad that I’m no longer a teacher in the MOE. It made me a bitter person. I had the courage to get out of it. My sanity…my life was at stake. When I left and started working somewhere else, I still felt some bitterness. But going back to happier times removed the bitterness that remained. Thanks to the past, my future is more serene.

I’ve learnt to let go.

There will be time when people or things seem to conspire to make me angry. I will not let these things get to me anymore. I will learn to find solutions to problems. I will do all I can to remain calm and happy.

There’s alot of happiness in  my National Service days. My life in the MOE was full of anger and frustration. I tried to find light in the darkness from back then, and I can only see one. You are that light. Thanks for bringing it to my attention.

Yes…its true that there’s too much hate and anger in blogs. I shall try to be the light in all the darkness…just like you.  

I haven’t been blogging for quite awhile cos I’ve been doing my reservist. I could have blogged at home, but if you realised, I don’t do that. Home Time = Family Time. I’d rather do my blogging during free time at work.

I had to go for a 4 day course during this reservist stint. Unlike my other previous stints, this one is at my new old workplace. It was wonderful. I got to meet old colleagues. I got to recall the best times of my life. My life would be perfect if I’m allowed to work there. But I’m not. So I’ve only got memories to play with now…

Anyway, as a fellow trainer myself, I was given a lesson in "Teaching Adults 101".  One of the trainers there was obviously in his element. It was as if he was BORN into this job. He knew his teaching content well. He had great rapport with us, his trainees. He knew what to say and when to say it. To me…he embodies the ideal perception of a trainer. I hope that one day I’d be as good as him…

And so it ends now. Back to reality. Back to my job. Unlike the past, I’m actually looking forward to my job after my reservist stint. I used to hate having to go back to teaching after my reservist. I’d have lost my teaching momentum. Most of the time the relief teacher would have done a lousy job. They’re retired teachers or people who never had a chance to teach. So most of the times, they’d cock up at the job.

Basically, when I come back, I’d have to clean up the shit that has hit the fan.  Fortunately, I’m no longer a teacher. I can just come back in and things would be just like it was before I left for reservist. Typing this down is actually putting a smile on my face right now heheh…

So here’s to more blogging entries in the future (barring any more reservist stints).