I think, therefore I am.

Today during GP lesson Mr chew had to say goodbye to us. he knows we do love his lessons, but neither of us were expecting him to be so mushy:) ahha 'all the teaching has made me a sissy', i quote. that was about the only funny part ;)
first he went about thanking every single group of us. my class has our own little cliques heh but what came through was really his sincerity and earnestness i guess in making sure that he included everyone.
he was only beginning with the sianghan group and he got choked up alr;) it was really weird seeing him up there, tryin to say goodbye. i couldnt help but think back on the gp lessons we had, several memorable ones, all the madhouse debates and the interesting group work we always had to do. he always had a very fun way of putting his lessons across. of course there were the movies ;) 15, that chicken movie( wads the title.. some heaven smthg?), and whack the dog! ahha. and gattaca.
Listening to him talk, i was almost thankful for being his student for two years. i cant help but think if we mean more to him than he means to us, we being the hallmark of his teaching probably suggests something, but for me i guess theres always smthg about gd teachers that makes me wanna count my blessings. recall mrs ngin ;) ms tng( i really think shes one that makes an impact) and ms yeo ahha. wonderful teachers who've chose to teach. Im glad i had them in my life at one point of time.
i know there was one point of his speech that i really wanted to cry. haha. hm:) however ice queen i am, how could i have not been moved. towards the end when he said he had always felt smthg with our class, 'when souls collide, there's resonance.' smthggg lk tt. haha. i just felt.. tts it, its the end. end of me hanging out with my class, my two years in vj, end of all the laughing and fooling arnd, no more wearing the sch uniform and going to parkway, and i wont even get to see and call the scums scums anymore.
he thanked us girls for always being there to laugh, at. haha grr. also said the girls brought fun laughter peace and joy to the class, and as an afterthought he said to take out the peace, since we were always so noisy. haha.
i left the class reminiscing about the time when we had to do quiet reflections in the new electives hub. haha it turned out to be a badd idea. we just turned wild at the new hub:) we played arnd with the structures, the sliding doors(i rem silly guys puttin their face at the glass circles on the doors.. tt was really funny), the girls were in one room and the guy in the next. and in the end we had to sprawl on the floor and hastily write out reflections.
all along mr chew was sitting quietly in his corner and kinda just letting us be. and in the end he gathered us and read us a poem he wrote about us:) i could still remember how i felt. we were all caught by surprise but we all simply though it was the most wonderful thg to do. its heartwarming to know that he appreciates us;) i think it was frm that one incident where i really thought mr chew was one teacher in his own league. i thot of the word sweet;) but i suspect he might protest.
hm. and so thats how he made my day. again;)