Of Teachers and Friends

Today saw me having my first ever tuition stint; incidentally and ironically, it was also the last, for this student at least. Oh in case you’re wondering, I was sacked right after the tuition through the person who referred me.

I always think of myself as a perfectionist when it comes to teaching. I spend an obscene amount of time (by typical student-tutor’s standards) on the lesson preparation beforehand. It was like this when I attempted to help Sharon with her Computing; it was like this when I helped my cousin with her English; and it is the same exact effort that I’ve put in for this student.

I went ahead to purchase three rather specific guidebooks (being combined sciences instead of the pure ones) and the TYS (five year series, to be more exact) yesterday to prepare for the lesson. I studied the guide, I wrote some notes, I did some questions and picked some for her.

By the time I finished going through the notes on Arithmetic with her, I could sense bewilderment in her.

“But these are Sec 2 stuff right,” she half exclaimed.

“Yes, they are what you’ve learnt in lower secondary, but you’ll still be tested on arithmetics,” I explained while flipping the 19-pages worth of the supposedly “Secondary 2” questions in the past five years of ‘O’ Levels.

Reluctantly, she did 3 Paper One questions which took her quite a bit of time. When she have finished, I noticed half of them was not attempted and the rest was largely wrong. I had initially thought that she might have been pretty good with her maths hence her reluctance to revise on a ‘Sec 2’ topic.

I was pretty freaked before the lesson because I kept thinking what to do after we are done with arithmetics. But an hour and a half later, she was still struggling with the concepts of the three questions. I had to revise on how to do the working for division of decimals, highest common factors, lowest common multiples and significant figures. She went out to refill her water but I knew she was also going to tell her mum something. The moment she stepped out, I thought I heard her mumbled ‘Shit’ under her breath.

“Shit,” I thought to myself. Did I do something so wrong? Well, when she came back to finish her last 30 minutes of lesson, I gave her similar questions to reinforce her knowledge. She still had problems getting them right at first go, but I thought it was better than the first three.

When the tuition had finally ended, I went outside and spoke with the mother before leaving. The mother told me that her daughter is confused by my teaching and that she’ll “see how” for the next lesson. So yes, I am right, she did tell her mum something. But on the other hand, I thought both of us got more warmed up during the last 30 mins and she might change her mind.

Well, yes, she did told her mum something after I left. The mother called up the person who referred me and told him that I should not come for the next lesson. The mother says that I was teaching Secondary 2 work which was irrelevant.

So, that was 2 hours of work that she did not believe in. I felt sad, but not really for myself, but more for her. Why live in self-delusions? If it’s really Secondary 2 work and that she doesn’t need any revision, why did she had problems with them? I felt sad, I took thrice to help Sharon with her computing and didn’t really manage to help my cousin with her English. I felt sad, because I felt I could help her, but I am no longer given the chance to. Do I really make such a bad teacher?

We have come pretty far from our parents’ stories about terrifying teachers who hammer their students with their fists when they misbehave. These days, students choose their teachers. They embarass, they tease, they irk, they provoke teachers that they do not like. What choice did our parents had when they had “bad” teachers? Not much.

I’m not saying that we should accept 2nd-grade teachers. But have we become less tolerant in a world of instant gratification? A person came to mind as thoughts ran through. I remember a Physics tutor back in JC whom practically no one would like to have as their tutor. I was told that he was really dedicated to his task and I truly believe so. Apparently, he just couldn’t manage to get his ideas through effectively to his students. A pity though, he’s no longer around.

I was also told by my “cleverer” peers in RI/RJ that teachers who are “incompetent” are readily challenged and humiliated in class. Have the society, in the blind pursuit of efficacy, lose some sense of their humanity as well?


About a month ago, a long-lost friend contacted me one evening for a chat. It was rather heartwarming to know that he still remembered me and took the initiative to contact me. We chatted for almost half an hour before he suggested that we meet up some time, to which I readily agreed, of course. The next time we chatted, he suggested that we should meet up at Raffles Place. Suddenly, the seemingly innocent conversation did not seem too innocent after all.

No person in the sane mind would want to catch up with your old friends at Raffles Place unless they’re trying to convince you to buy something. This chap is good, so good that I didn’t suspect anything at all during our first conversation. Or was I just too naive? I told him firmly that I’m not interested to buy anything, to which he readily defended that he wasn’t going to sell me anything and that what I’ve said had hurt him. Well, it seems that he has polished his sales pitch (albeit in disguise) so well that your average person would relent and fall for it. But I’ve heard all too much about people around me being whisked into seemingly posh offices in Raffles Place by their friends, only to be cornered by alot of sales person to convince you to buy something you do not really need.

“No”, I insisted. “I’m really glad that you contacted me and I’d be more than happy to meet you for a cup of coffee anywhere but Raffles Place.”

“Ok ok, I will call you again to arrange next time,” he promised but still hasn’t fulfiled.

It hurts even more to know that he had lied to me that he was at his friend’s place when he’s at his office in Raffles Place when he made those phone calls. It didn’t make sense when there were people singing birthday song in the background at his “friend’s place” while he was chatting away with someone else that he had not contacted for two years. It all came to light when he mentioned “Raffles Place”.

It seems that such MLM companies are bringing out the worst of many so-called friends. I don’t know why, but I would never be able to call up my friends to convince them to borrow exorbitant sums of money to purchase something that they really have no need for. Sharon just told me that one of our classmate was recently scammed $800 after much pressure from four of her friends. That classmate was definitely nowhere near well-to-do and she had to lie that her family is in dire need of money to about 10 of her friends to borrow that sum.

Perhaps you may think that she’s silly. Yes, I think she’s silly too. But I also know how much pressure these “friends” of yours can exert on you once you step into their offices. It takes much courage to decline their offer firmly and to walk out of that office. Being the blur and gullible one, it was easy to pressurise her into buying the products.

It was a painful lesson for her financially and a painful one for me emotionally, but at least we got to know our “friends” better.

Reward Singaporeans, not PAP Supporters

In Today, 3 May 2006:

East Coast candidate Chia Ti Lik also pointed out that the PAP’s threat of denying Opposition wards upgrading programmes is divisive to the society. Said the lawyer: “Whether you live in an Opposition ward, whether you have upgrading, don’t you all have pink ICs, serve National Service and pay taxes? This Government is forgetting that on the Singapore Flag, one of the stars represents equality!”

Yes, MM is damn right that no government will help the opposition to displace itself. But no, bona fide Singaporeans should not be penalised for not supporting the ruling party. Being in the queue is not good enough. WP’s Chia is damn right on on this.

Never mind that I am neither a recipient of the “Progress Package” nor am I eligible to vote. There can never be democracy without opposition. But let me say that having just Chiam and Low in the parliament is not going to keep PAP in check. Neither will the outcome of tomorrow’s results change this fact. Having a strong, credible and honest opposition to keep the ruling party in check is going to be a long and tedious process for Singapore. It is going to require more Potong Pasirs in the many GEs to come to attain that.

Letter to Forum: Stifle Not The Opposition Voices

Dear Sir/Mdm,

I am in opinion that the remarks on the NKF issue made by the Singapore Democratic Party (SDP) in their newsletter are uncalled for. However, I could not help but wonder if the decision taken by the Prime Minister and Minister Mentor to litigate against the company that printed the newsletter would deter vendors from working with other law-abiding opposition parties in the future. It is noteworthy that the said company, Melodies Press Company, has ceased to do any further work for the SDP according to a letter of apology issued to both the PM and MM.

Whilst I concur with MM Lee that no government will help the opposition to displace itself, we must also be mindful not to penalise or stifle the voices of other law-abiding opposition parties through this incident lest we will never have a “first world opposition”.

Not published, by the way. Wrote this last week and got rejected by Today, again!

Wedding Photography

I procrastinated and finally did it up after much badgering from Jeremy (don’t get me wrong, I appreciate it!). Here it is. Please refer prospective couples to me if you like my shots. Or better yet, let me take your wedding!

My Humble House (Not)

Remember the chap who wanted to grow some long hair a while back? Well, it’s been almost a year, and he really has long hair now. And he does look very much like the ones that I’ve photoshopped back then.

We’ve only known and worked together for 3 months, but that was probably the period of time when I had most fun at NS. After Yiren ORD and his departure, life has been quite different for me here. Well, he’s back in Singapore for a while and I met up with him and his friend over dinner at My Humble House, a restaurant at Esplanade. Nice chairs, nice ambience, bad music, meagre servings, average taste and fucking exorbitant sums up the not at all humble place.

I initially suggested we dine at NYDC, since I don’t want to compel them to have vegetarian food with me. He said NYDC is too fattening and wanted me to find vegetarian food. It’s funny how he still remember that I’m herbivorous in spite of the short times we spent together at work. I wasn’t expecting that, really, since my buddies never seem to be able to remember that. I really appreciate that.

Well, I did manage to find a vegetarian restaurant, Indinine, at Suntec. He finds the decor too tacky and decides that we should adjourn to Esplanade to try My Humble House. That was how his wallet broke.

But anyway, thanks for the treat. I kinda miss the old times when I had someone to bicker and play badminton with.

Non-edible Animals?

It is heartening to know that most people treat animal abuse with contempt, as evident from the plethora letters written in to the Straits Times Forum. If you have been like my friend, who is oblivious to anything beyond the scope of his medical text, a man was recently convicted of toturing a six-week-old kitten by rubbing its eyes and beating its head. Apparently, the injuries were so severe that the kitten had to be put to sleep (link, isn’t it sad that Singaporeans have to resort to India Times after the commercialisation of ST Online).

Some, like Dawn, Director of Operations, Cat Welfare Society, noted that CWS is pleased with the sentence meted out to this sick man while others like Ms Tini Abdul thinks that the sentence is way too light. I think we’ve made some progress since 1997, when it took CJ Yong Pung How to overrule a magistrate court verdict and hand down a one-month jail term on a 31-year-old who beat his neighbour’s dog to death. The day where we are able to treat animal abuse with the same severity as human abuse is one where we can truly call ourselves a civilised society.

So most people disagree with animal abuse, but just what are animals? Are they just cute and fluffy domesticated creatures like cats and dogs? I don’t know why people get all uptight and disgusted about people eating dog and cat meat but are fine with feasting on chickens, ducks, pigs, cows, sharks and what not. It seemed as if some animals are made to be eaten while others are not. Why the distinction, I can’t comprehend.

Xiaxue wrote an entry a while back on how her mum “prepares” a crab for cooking. Most of us would have been familiar with this gruesome process, but try it on a cat and you are labelled an animal abuser and could be subjected to the wrath of our law. I vividly recall my first cooking lesson in Home Econs class back in Secondary 1 where we had to cut a piece of chicken meat. I was pretty traumatised by the whole event – having to hold a piece of slimey raw meat and slice it up into pieces. I thought all mothers must be pretty brave to be able to endure all that and cook for us. Perhaps, it was partly why I gave meat up 5 years later.

A few years ago, I sold flags for SPCA for my college’s compulsory community service. At the end of the 3-hour community service, we returned our donation cans back to SPCA volunteers who happened to be feasting on a cocktail of chicken, pork and sotongs. Ironically, SPCA’s motto was “Be Kind to Animals”. In my brief meeting with Dawn from CWS, I learnt that she gave up meat as well after realising how inane it sounds to call yourself an animal lover and feed on them (ok, that’s animal lover in another sense). The point is, most of us are already inured to the sufferings of most animals. A handful of them are lucky enough to be classified as non-edible while most of them just end up on our dinner tables.

Why the double standard, I can’t understand.

Trust Educators to Protect Our Children’s Modesty

Singaporean educators sure have a tough job. I mean, they’ve got to conduct spot checks on handphones and endure through gruesome sex flicks of their students (she made it to Wikipedia?!), scruntinize their students’ blogs to see if they’re being flamed online (and send them for public flogging after that), conjure impromptu and bombastic tirades on sly, crafty old rats who refuse to hand up assignments (and tearing up the the subpar ones after that, of course).

I mean, can you imagine having to do all that all the time while trying to fulfill your main job as a teacher? And just when you thought that’s all our poor educators have to do, The New Paper ran a featured story (“Punishment strips students of dignity”, Saturday, March 4, 06) today on teachers who ordered school girls to take off their coloured bras (and attend the rest of the school day without any) as a punishment for wearing a non-white bra!

According to the school’s principal, the rationale was because they “were concerned with the development of good values in our youth” and “[The school] would like their students to develop a sense of decorum and modesty”!

Noble aspirations, dear Principal. I’m sure all our school girls will become decorous fair ladies under your insightful and wise leadership. I fully agree that protruding nipples through translucent white blouses are much less distracting than coloured bras. The male teachers and students will also be able to concentrate better in classes with your policy. Thank you very much for protecting our young and naive children’s modesty.

Hey, I also read that the bras that were confisticated were never returned to these students. Some schools even have their prefects stash those evil bras away in a box at the prefects’ room. I wonder what do they do with those bras? Auction them off over eBay or just for perfuming the room with the “aroma” of the owners’ perspiration? Whatever it is, I’m very sure my children will be in safe hands with a group of ever-vigilant and hardworking teachers in future.

The report noted that it is not identifying the school as “they do not want to embarass the girls any further”. I am not quite sure about that – about embarassing the girls or the school, that is. I mean, if I’m a girl at the school, I’ll be damn happy to let everyone (and MOE) know about my wonderful school and principal. Must reward our educators for their efforts in inculcating decorum and modesty in our young children, mah!

Who Defines Good Web Design?

When I first hooked myself online 10 years ago with a 28.8kbps modem borrowed from a friend, I was fascinated by the possibilities that the Internet could offer. I can’t exactly remember when I started my first personal webpage, but that was long before blogs were called blogs. They were more like diaries, but I never enjoyed keeping something so private on the Internet. My writings were thus more observational and critical rather than narrative. But I digress.

Back in the 1990s, The Internet and more specifically HTML itself were still in their infancy. Most personal webpages were flamboyantly ornated with scrolling marquees, blinking texts, custom cursors, background music, java applets and what not. Many of them still are.

Many amateur web designers and bloggers, overwhelmed by the plethora of possibilities the WWW could offer, readily embrace any possible technology in customising their site – from backgrounds to scrollbars to cursors to titles. It is perhaps much like how some car lovers would plaster up their rides with millions of decals and vinyls, install roof scoops and neon lights. Admittedly, not everyone would find such decor to their taste. But to the owners, it may just be a way to identify with their posessions.

While Jeremy may have felt a tinge of sarcarsm on my description of his blog, the truth is that no malice was intended at all. After all, who really defines a good web page? Jeremy’s friends may have liked how colourful his page is while I prefer to keep mine easy on the eyes. The “warning” was only put up in part because I assumed that my readers (if any) may not be able to adjust so readily from my almost monochrome page to his.

With the flexibility bestowed on web designers and bloggers in customising their webpages, many are tempted to over-customise their website. While it is great to have a site that stands out from the rest, we should ensure that it stands out for the right reasons. I’d play safe and go by the golden rule of “Less is More”. Anything in excess can never be good.

I’d note the following, though they are strictly my preferences:

  1. Scrolling marquees and blinking text are definitely out. Heck, they can even trigger seizures in epileptic patients.
  2. Background music is not appreciated. Most of us have tons of music queued up in our playlist already. Being interrupted while surfing the net does not sound appealing.
  3. Consistency is imperative. Don’t get too caught up with customising everything you can. The arrow cursor, for instance, tells the user that there’s nothing to interact with. The hand cursor, for another instance, tells the user that he/she can click to interact with the object. If you had customised the cursor, the user would be at a lost having lost the vital visual cues.
  4. Frames are defunct. I never liked them anyway for I could never get to bookmark a framed page correctly

More tips on proper webdesign can be found at the following:

  1. Everything Else: The Top Fifteen Mistakes of First Time Web Design
  2. Art and the Zen of Web Sites

Of Business Schools

I’m not exactly sure what to feel about Business Schools in general, but most would conjure images of happy, carefree, 3-day study week students hanging out at movie theatres when their engineering counterparts are slogging away in school. Students who have had enough of Science-based education, ‘A’ level graduates who are absolutely clueless on what to do in university and the gullibles who are sold on a course with hunks and babes all jump on the business bandwagon. All is good and well, but what exactly is the focus of business schools?

Being the time of the year again, universities are once again aggressively promoting themselves to prospective undergrads with full page advertisements, MRT posters and what not. Notably, NUS Business School (NUSBS) has been particularly aggressive this year, putting up full page advertisements with arbitrary charts and figures in an attempt to downplay their competitors. I saw an advertisement by NUSBS on Today that showcased what was probably their finest graduates; a Manager at KPMG, a Wealth Management Associate at Citigroup, a Product Manager at Maybank, a System Analyst at Prudential and a Research Analyst at Euromonitor International. SMU, for another instance, takes pride in that all their graduates land themselves a job within 6 months, with more half securing one before graduation (TODAY, February 17 2005). Sure, many of them work for big MNCs and probably draw a large paycheck, but is that all that is to business education?

“In America, if you work for a large company for a long time, people ask why. In Singapore, if people leave a large company, people ask why. This is a huge difference.”Guy Kawasaki

To be fair to these schools, there are evidently a handful of enterprising students out there that had ventured out of their comfort zone and challenged the traditional notion of a successful career – the white-collar worker that works from 9 to 5, draws a handsome paycheck and drives a company car. Unfortunately, few must have been able to make it big enough to be recognised and mentioned by their alma maters in their recruitment efforts to attract prospective business students.

“As I look out before me today, I don’t see a thousand hopes for a bright tomorrow. I don’t see a thousand future leaders in a thousand industries. I see a thousand losers. What can you expect? Loser. Loserhood. Loser cum laude.”Alleged commencement address given by Larry Ellison to Yale’s Class of 2000 Full Transcript

Business schools need to rethink and reinvent themselves. Are they proud of merely churning out first-class honours graduates that will eventually have their paychecks signed by former classmates that have dropped out of university? Are they doing enough to encourage entrepreneurial activities within their students or are they satisfied with featuring their graduates in stable white-collar jobs? Should our efforts in promoting entrepreneurship stop at a superficial level of business plan competitions? Granted, while the idea of the inculcating entrepreneurship in Singaporeans might sound as quixotic as running campaigns for courteous driving, the current climate of business school is aggravating and perpetuating the very problem that it ought to solve.

Should We Bring Him Up As A Buddhist?

Jeremy wrote:

Forget about religion and never bring that up at all. Instead, bring him up #1 to be honest and #2 to be questioning. If you teach your child these 2 qualities then you are equipping your child with the 2 greatest tools in life so that he, in his own strength, can find his own truth in life.

WARNING: Fans of boring web interfaces (like mine), the above site contains an obscene amount of colours and even an attempt to put music on the site. But the content of the above post is good.

p.s. Jeremy you should really fix your blog entry links. It’s tough to find the link to your entry.