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POSTING'S OUT!!!

There was quite a mighty commotion last night. Everyone was on frenzy mode! People were MSN-ing or SMS-ing to announce the release of the posting list. Conversations practically flew everywhere. Everywhere. Facebook, for one.



And how do I feel about my posting?

This explains all.



Yeah, my only grouse is the location. For goodness sake, it's just opposite my block! My brothers' bedroom overlooks the school! Imagine that! It's THAT near.

During lesson today, all the classmates were taking a dig at me.

"Wear a wig when you're heading home."
"Wear trenchcoat, an outdoor hat, and big sunglasses."
"Double-check to confirm that no one tails you home."
"Look left, look right. Make sure no one is observing you before you enter your lift."


Even Dad was poking fun at it. This morning, he was telling me that I would be the DM's best pal. For one, I can help him keep a lookout for students loitering suspiciously around void decks in the neighbourhood.

Sigh.



Regardless of the cons, I'm nevertheless thankful for the location. I've friends who are posted to places that are really inconvenient and far. From Ang Mo Kio to Pasir Ris, for example. Or Bugis to Dover. They were lamenting about the long distance today. Me? All I've got to do is to cross the road, and ta-dah!



On a more serious note, I'm looking forward to the practicum. It'll be challenging, no doubt, but at least there'll be something new everyday! I like the interactive nature, as well as the dynamics, of it all.

Sure, there exists the ubiquitous comparison between good schools and bad schools; elite schools and neighbourhood schools. The two extreme ends of a spectrum.

But you know what I think? Good schools or bad schools, elite schools or neighbourhood ones - each of them bring about their own unique set of problems. The good schools probably have higher incidence of high-flier parents who are too busy to care about their kids. The neighbourhood schools probably have a bigger pie of rebellious and mischievous students with complicated family backgrounds.

Be it good schools or neighbourhood schools, It's the people - the staffs and the students - whom I'm there for. I'm not there for the rank. I don't know how long or how strong this resolution will hold into the future, but one thing that's for sure now: if there's one thing for me to take pride in, I would want it to be the people, the students, and the fighting spirit of a school; and not because a particular school has a good ranking or reputation.



Not all things can be measured - be it qualitatively or quantitatively.