The Story of the Dreaded Teacher
Mr. Jacky is a senior teacher who teaches Mathematics as well as homeroom teacher of 2A in the Exclusive High School in Lhokseumawe Town. A word came out that Mr. Jacky had an accident. The motorcycle he drove was hit by a truck not far from his house. The news quickly spread among students. Strange, the real news of the mourning was by the students delivered a joyful news
The next morning, when the first lesson was about to begin, the principal went to class 2A. The children sat quietly with their faces down, wondering what news to deliver. Very seldom the principal to their class. If that happens, there must be something very important to say. The frugal principal goes straight to the point: Mr. Jacky has an accident, his condition is quite severe and is still hospitalized. The principal asks the students to pray for Mr. Jacky to get well and get back to school. In the meantime, other teachers will teach Maths as well as become the replacement of homeroom teacher. Before leaving the class, the principal advised the students to continue to study orderly.
No students dared to speak when the principal spoke. The one who dared to look directly was rare. However, once he leaves, the excitement in class 2A is unstoppable. They were prancing, excited with excitement. They embrace their arms and shake hands. The whole class celebrates it without exception. Celebrate the teachers lying in the hospital, that's what they do! Their racket was over when the first subject teacher appeared at the door of the classroom.
Mr. Jacky is a senior teacher who from the beginning taught Mathematics at the junior high school. He always wore his coat. His head was almost bald, leaving only a few strands of hair in the back. Walking slowly with his ever-glossy leather shoes. Really describes an authoritative teacher who respected his students. But the reality is different, Mr. Jacky did not hesitate to give corporal punishment. Sometimes it leaves marks on the student body. When teaching, he explained a little. While theorizing, he would walk down the aisle of the class with his hands in his pockets. Usually, students who are nearby will be afraid, especially if they do not understand Mathematics. If you compete with him, the student can be sent to the front of the class to answer the questions given. Other students will duck, pretend to write not to be asking to the front of the class.
Surprisingly, that's what students think about this one teacher. Smoking never stops. Dairy coffee always accompanies him on the teacher's desk. If he receives a call through the phone, the speech is very loud, often laughing heartily while glancing at who among the students who do not do the task seriously. In addition, Mr. Jacky likes to test the child spontaneously and his method is also done at will. If you cannot answer the given question, the punishment may be pinched or the eyebrows will be pulled up, or the softest of the punishment is to stand in front of the classroom until the lesson is over.
In punishing the students, Mr. Jacky is also picky on prey. A smart child Math or whose parents are well known, usually he will be safe. Which often become prey is a disciple from the suburbs who have to travel far and sometimes have no money to buy books. These fringe children are weak in Mathematics lessons despite always being a field star during gym lessons. Mr. Jacky does not want to know that. For him, who can not attend Mathematics will get punishment.
Time seemed to be running so slowly during the Mathematics lesson. Because of psychic distress, children cannot properly get the lesson. Those who are smart maths actually feel uncomfortable. The proof, they also cheered cheerfully when he heard the news that Mr. Jacky had an accident.
It's been two weeks Mr. Jacky was lying in the hospital. Other class students are already visiting, while students from class 2A have not been visited. Actually, the idea of visiting the homeroom is already there. Only, they have not moved because according to other class students who have visited, Mr. Jacky's condition is still critical. so he'll still be in the hospital for a long time.
Two days later, when the first lesson 'Mathematics' was about to begin, the hearts of the 2A children were beating fast. They look like ghosts: Mr. Jacky shows up! Supported by a stick in the right armpit, he staggered. He dragged his right leg that was still bandaged, he did so with pain. His brown coat still he wore, the wound plaster still stuck to his forehead and both hands. The wounds had dried up at some point on his body.
The frozen ambushes the class as he moves forward with an unfinished robot style created. When he got there, he turned to the students. No one dared to look in his eyes.
"Do you think I will not be able to teach again? Are you happy? Prepare paper and pens. He shouted. The frosting continues to bite as students work on the test. For the first time, Mr. Jacky did not go around the aisle again. And now just sitting on the bench teacher. Although looking tired, but his eyes are not less sharp than ever.
The students of class 2A, like other class students, did not understand why Mr. Jacky could be so quickly out of the hospital and his teaching spirit was so great. After he recovered and was discharged from the hospital, he was not absent, just as before.
When the report card was distributed during the class increase, Mr. Jacky announced briefly that a special Mathematics grade for students of 2A had only 2 types: 10 or 4. Children who scored 10 exclaimed excitedly, while those who scored 4 bowed weakly. An immediate grief occurred in the classroom because the one who scored 10 was only about 20 percent. Regrets why did not he just die, appear in the hearts of some children whose value is bad.
About six months later, there was news that Mr. Jacky had an accident again. This time the children are less enthusiastic about responding. May he stay in the hospital for a while, they thought. Then there is no scene prancing while cheering as ever. Apparently the next day, the next news came: Mr. Jacky died at the hospital. The fog of excitement instantly ambushed the students, but this time they did not embrace. Why? Yup, it is not worth celebrating the tragic death of their teacher, even though the teacher does not respect them.
This story I propose to make us more appreciative of our students in school because they need our care and affection as the teacher who leads him to a better path. What they need is not just discipline and assertiveness, but they need the love and attention of their beloved teacher to get to know the world more. Because each student has the potential to progress and develop.
My previous post related to education:
- Teachers' Behavior in Teaching Their Students
- Science is Acquired by Learning While Patience by Practicing
- Developing Self-Expertise in Daily Life
- Why We Have to Dig Up Self-Expertise!
- Keep the Spirit and Always Try to Be Better
