Well basically you should have been there when michael recited teh poem written by the ever so pro in lit, chindian (weiyang in case u didnt noe i was referin to him) lol. i dont noe but it was the first time i ever felt so touched by a poem. i dont noe whether its coz michael read it or beacues of the sad reason of why shes leavin (we were bad, i was bad to her :( , or jus coz of the words. she looked very very touched like almost gonna cry, and for me this was the first time lol i tot i felt my heart responding to the poem i dunno how to say it but.....oh well, it was a very touching scene, with michael infront of a bunch of us outside the staff room facing madam and reciting it to her line by line. each line seemed to be so full of meaning, like really an explosion of feelingz and emotionz.

ok after which we presented to her an address book tht ben brought and yea im very very sure she was touched lol. den she came to our class and took a pic of all of us (well, 0ne thrid of the class) coz the otehrs were at the SAC lol. anyways heres the wonderful poem by weiyang:

Language Arts Teachers Imagining a School

(Homage to Children Imagining a Hospital)

for Miss Priyam

I would like cheerful and warm students,

With inquisitive minds and a vivid imagination;

A beautiful school, with a large staff office;

A large library with two floors, with

Small, cozy classrooms, named after

My favourite literary writers.

A staff lounge with all sorts of treats:

Coffee, tea, snacks for those rainy days

When I have to stay up marking

Too many examination scripts by the next day

for not-too eager students.

A place where I can inspire.

But most of all,

I would like to have nice students.

They don’t have to be smart,

Or share my views, or love the subject,

(although it doesn’t hurt).

But I just want them to learn,

To benefit from my teaching

I wouldn’t mind if

They scored “Fs” when I begun teaching them;

Neither would I mind if

They don’t know how to construct sentences;

As long as I can help them to do better;

To just help them grow in knowledge and in character,

Just to leave a mark on their lives as students,

That would be enough.

Written by members of the class of 3.10 Nehemiah ’08,

Wishing Miss Priyam good luck and God’s blessings in her future endeavors.

ok maybe when u read this poem u may not feel wht i described (very hard to put it in words) but when read out by michael i dont noe, but it sounded perfect!) lol. I never ever thought tht a poem or rather words just words could express so much, hmm now i noe :) jus how powerful a poem is. it jus an amazing moment simply to put it. i dunno abt u guys who were there but i was jus amazed and simply blown away by emotion. haaha. anyways i find tht we were really very bad to her and i jus wish that she may forget the very horible past few months here and really jus start anew. :) gd luck madam!

Best Wishes,

Josh.Of.Nalanji

Well basically you should have been there when michael recited teh poem written by the ever so pro in lit, chindian (weiyang in case u didnt noe i was referin to him) lol. i dont noe but it was the first time i ever felt so touched by a poem. i dont noe whether its coz michael read it or beacues of the sad reason of why shes leavin (we were bad, i was bad to her :( , or jus coz of the words. she looked very very touched like almost gonna cry, and for me this was the first time lol i tot i felt my heart responding to the poem i dunno how to say it but.....oh well, it was a very touching scene, with michael infront of a bunch of us outside the staff room facing madam and reciting it to her line by line. each line seemed to be so full of meaning, like really an explosion of feelingz and emotionz.

ok after which we presented to her an address book tht ben brought and yea im very very sure she was touched lol. den she came to our class and took a pic of all of us (well, 0ne thrid of the class) coz the otehrs were at the SAC lol. anyways heres the wonderful poem by weiyang:

Language Arts Teachers Imagining a School

(Homage to Children Imagining a Hospital)

for Miss Priyam

I would like cheerful and warm students,

With inquisitive minds and a vivid imagination;

A beautiful school, with a large staff office;

A large library with two floors, with

Small, cozy classrooms, named after

My favourite literary writers.

A staff lounge with all sorts of treats:

Coffee, tea, snacks for those rainy days

When I have to stay up marking

Too many examination scripts by the next day

for not-too eager students.

A place where I can inspire.

But most of all,

I would like to have nice students.

They don’t have to be smart,

Or share my views, or love the subject,

(although it doesn’t hurt).

But I just want them to learn,

To benefit from my teaching

I wouldn’t mind if

They scored “Fs” when I begun teaching them;

Neither would I mind if

They don’t know how to construct sentences;

As long as I can help them to do better;

To just help them grow in knowledge and in character,

Just to leave a mark on their lives as students,

That would be enough.

Written by members of the class of 3.10 Nehemiah ’08,

Wishing Miss Priyam good luck and God’s blessings in her future endeavors.

ok maybe when u read this poem u may not feel wht i described (very hard to put it in words) but when read out by michael i dont noe, but it sounded perfect!) lol. I never ever thought tht a poem or rather words just words could express so much, hmm now i noe :) jus how powerful a poem is. it jus an amazing moment simply to put it. i dunno abt u guys who were there but i was jus amazed and simply blown away by emotion. haaha. anyways i find tht we were really very bad to her and i jus wish that she may forget the very horible past few months here and really jus start anew. :) gd luck madam!

Best Wishes,

Josh.Of.Nalanji