Wahahaha.....busy day!
Hello..... sorry, no real comic pics today. the scanner's been used. And i've been to busy as a volunteer in the orientation week of my ex-college.
YES, I'm graduated. Hah! but the result's not until tomorrow.
Anyway, me? volunteer? Mom and dad was like, wierd...cuz I'm the one who use to hide behind her skirt until I was 18. really. I'd use the less travelled road just to avoid bumping in to people. And that was when....I was 18. college changed much of me. First of all, no parents. Second of all, parents on a crisis. Had to fend off for self. Third of all, my friends are bullies.
First semester they kick me around. Second semester, I'm a rebel, I kicked them around. I insulted my suspected-pansy classmate until he was hell 'manly' with me. I get them back everytime they critisize my fashion sense. Then, I openly admitted I loathe the color pink, but I wanted black and red dress. Again, blame it to the parental crisis which made me go piercing, buy a skull earring and Emily Strange bag.
By the way, to get back at the Orientation week, which I became a facilitator...I was awarded the 1st runner-up best female facilitator! That was good, especially when I was considered a nerd of my class. When I submitted my application form, they were asking, like "You? Volunteer? I thought your'e not that type."
What type was that again? nerd? Yeah, I was shivering after sending the form to the lecturer. Like, "What the HELL am I doing? I couldn't even order from a menu at Mc D, let alone handle a class full of rowdy little teens!" I ACTUALLY prayed to god that I was AT LEAST LIKEABLE and I don't come home feeling like I should've committed suicide (that usually happened if I was, if any, given the job of a leader).
You see, it goes like this: every facilitator is assigned to a class of 20, which belongs to a mentor(lecturer). They need to do all sorts of these boring motivational stuff that I don't even like when I was in orientation! these mentee(students, I mean) was under my care for orientation week, whiole the mentor, would oversee. Then, he/she will takeover after the orientation as a full-year mentor. This is, my Diary:
Day 1: was assigned to group no 96. At the assembly of freshies, I just went to the middle of the field, carrying a sign written 96. that's all. A bunch of kids went around me, and I was quiet until they complained that it was hot. I counted all of them, 21, and left (my mentees are supposed to be 28. I heard the next day some freshies got lost when they could'nt find their group. Was that mine? :P).
I came to my assigned spot and saw my mentor. tough Luck! It's my English teacher. Miss R! She was hell surprised. The freshies are doubly surprised, cuz we strated talikng in English at the SPEED OF LIGHT! poor kids.
First assignment? ice breaking. Miss R, like me has never volunteed before. So she conquered it all and started doing sutff EXACTLY like her English class! All those nagging and advices. At least she's good at it, "I'm starting to sound like your mother", she said. Well, she did! I felt bad, cus apart from telling em my name, I do nothing much. At lest the class have these huge kids who like to joke and interrupt. In my case, it is highly welcomed.
I slept at 1am next day. then woke up at 4. Turns out my new roomate is the orientation week Comittee Leader. Go around with her sirens around the block, going WEEEEEOOOOOWEEEEOOOWEEEOOO WAKE UP PEOPLE!!!
Day 2: I read the motivational module BOOOORINNNGGGG!!!! It was about dividing people into 2 groups, and give them a case study of a delinquent and as a friend, you have to advice....(I'm sleeping already!) I changed it into a role play where two companies of shrink (with even wackier company names) had to advice this delinquent boy. I found a real boy and asked him to 'pretend you're evil'. That boy was one hell of an enetertainer, and we were all laughing like mad. Finally, I dismissed them early cuz I said "I wanted all of you eat REAL lunch this time" (facilitators have free lunch, and as we eat the freshies drool at our sides, cuz the need to line up for half an hour at the cafe. By the time they reach the counter, they can only see the side dishes. And not to forget...my Comittee Leader Roomate and her siren going WEEEOOOOWEEEOOO PLEASE FINISH YOUR LUNCH CUZ WE WILL BE AT THE HALL NOW and every freshie going "awwwman!!!!")
I was suppose to take care of the kids at the hall motivational talks, but I sat down, put my cap on and drool the afternoon away. Too sleepy...
Day 3: Even more boring module. Asking everyone to give a speech on the topic "Emotions and its Effects on Study". Mentor and me both agree on the boredomness that we all decide on making a free speech of some other hot topic we can find. Mentor got some, (sadly, I rejected them cuz they are, well, mother-ish) and I gave them mine. I gave "Should we have a free dress code here?" to a girl, "College makes you more organised" (a bit boring, but I gave them to some straight laced girls) and finally "Having a girlfriend gives you extra kick in study" to a boy whom I'd call Q. He sure gets hoots from boys and boos from grils. Just as I expected. Boys do agree on the need to search for a girl!
Anyway, I had bought gifts from home, two inspiring words on bookmarks. I gave em to Q (he sure has style) and the stright laced girl. A little boy came to me, sadly, cuz he didn't win. I then realised that since day 1 he was trying really hard to win my attention, participating in class and all that boring modules. so I need a way to get him to win (so much for my soft spot for cute sulking boys).
Day 4: Even more boooring module about study group I wanted to change em but I just CANT! So I used my own module: I gave them a situation: A couple seperated because of a shipwreck to seperate islands, and the girl had to had sex with a villager in order to coax him to built a boat for saving her lover. When he found it out, the villager and the lover fight till they both died. So whose fault is it?
I made them into study groups (hey, I used the module after all) and I told them to present it, and let others rebut or agree.
Group 1 (mostly boys, leader is the Q guy): Blame all except the villager. He knows how to get what he wants. Well, It's not his fault. He just asked, you know. The girl gave it to him! (expectedly, Q got one hell of a boo from the ladies)
Group 2: blame it on all three. The girl,she's too cheap, The villager, he's a pervert, and the lover, who just sits in his stupid island without even bother to build his OWN boat!
Group 3: blame it all on the captain of the ship. I'd sue him for the shipwreck!
Haha! BTW, I slept late. All volunteers had to stay up and recheck ALL the students Profile Book for any mistakes. Annoy the skin out of me. And, for the cute sulking kid, I gave him an application form for samaritan club. He was over the moon! But then he came to me and asked me to submit it for him. Giving me that cute look again! Aaargh! One more look and I'll propose you for my little sister, she's your age, you know!
Day 5: Started feeling sad, cuz this is the last day. I gave them the Holland's Career test (You know, the one we used to do in school) and I told them to do it one more time cuz 'people change'. Finally, to make it less boring, I told them to do a charade about all the wacky jobs they can think of. It's one hell of a good time! Those kids crack their head up to find ways to tell 'funfair clown' or 'cold storage repairman' or 'immigration officer' (this one's funny, I tell you) and their friends took longer time to decipher any strange handsigns they gave. Turns out we didn't have much time, and it gets worse cuz there's a frog in my classroom and the boys keep playing with it, & I kept running around from it, and the teacher kept telling me to STAND STILL and don't bother! How can I? Finally I opened the door and waited until the frog was out. That took a lot of time!
Then, since time was out, I asked them to follow me to the cafe, which incidentally was near the girls' dorm. The boys shook their head when they saw the clean laundry hanging on the lines. "Why didn't they peg them, cuz, like, if they flew away, what will the girls wear?" they aske. I replied, "Hah! You guys only see that! How about yours, boys? I bet you don't even HANG your laundry!"
I played a game of riddles, to continue with the charades part, and finally the boys win. I gave that 'cookies and milk' Milkybar. (don't tell them, that was from my lunch bag cuz I'm really stingy). They ate them all without compaint. Then we all bid our last goodbye and snap some pictures. Nice! Oh, I forgot. How about the cute boy who wanted a present? Lucky he's smart, cuz I gave all the boys another riddle, and he solved it hands down--more like hands up, when he was overjoyed with the present I gave him. No, not another Milkybar, a special keychain with some inspiring notes on life(I am a Facilitator, a motivator, remember?)
They said I was the nicest thing that ever happened in their first days in college (they too doze off at the talks and seminars in the hall). Aww!! that's sweet! I can't believe I'm tunning into a mushy Emily Strange lover. every facilitator I saw wear the cutest dress and blouses, and I'm like a tomboy with my Billabong and Quicksilver and basketball shoes (don't forget the cap, to doze off unseen with)
That was (what I thought) the last goodbye, until I needed to round them up to update ANOTHER profile student book. Then I thought THAT was the last goodbye, until THAT night I won best facilitator. I wanted to share it with them , but since it's at midnight, and only four kids showed up, I gave em to them equally and let them distribute it on their own. I thought I won because Q made an ALL A's evaluation of me (I gave him the facilitator evaluation form) but when he came for the presents, he asked me "Where should I gave the evaluation form to?"
Bye2 guys. And thatks to the cute boy, who kept saying that I'm the coolest. A far cry from my old friends who still thinks I dress like OLD SCHOOL. Do I?
posted by aprilshowers @ 8:21 PM
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