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future husband Mr.N!

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Me Chrissy


I'm a Seventh-Day Adventist
I'm not a girl, but not yet a woman. well ya, I'm a person really easy going, sometimes it changed so sensitive. I'm a kindergarten Teacher, I'd choosed my life's purpose is my God's Purpose. because He's my Author for Alpha and Omega. Proud the be His servant. one more important thing, I'm a youngest sister in six siblings. I love my Mummy damn much!


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I show my tears infront of my student....
Tuesday, February 5, 2013

actually, I'm not in mood to post something in here..
as you already read the entry's title, 

I posted this on my facebook :

I know this is not a good decision since I post like this, but this is the first time I have had a big crisis with my own student. but this is because of my children's family problem I thought, but I do not know it so clearly, he fights with me such a man. ( I won't tell u how the situation it is), but from the way he attacks me, I knew what his problem. I take a deep breath, a very deep actual. because he drives me so mad!!! what the worst thing that I've been done is, I raise up my hand toward him, but I holding my hands instead, because I know it was wrong when I slap him, but thank God, I'm still in my control. till I got my headache.first of all, I make him calm.. and I'm even made a tears and start giving him an advice, he's not even want to look my face, then I hold his hands gently, and I said this to him : " cikgu sayang kamu, cikgu minta maaf", he looks at me nicely, and start listening me, what can I say is : let's we pray..
at the end, he says : sorry..

( I'm sorry because I'm not a good Teacher)


this wasn't me ok.
but I feel i'm totally like this...







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