I have this habit of taking everything that I love to bed. Most of them are books. So my bed is usually full with books, and cat (sometimes). Since that I am a teacher, so the kind of books that currently occupy my beds are school books. There is one self help book that I took from my boss's bookshelves (I think she wouldn't mind since the book has been there since forever). Another one that I keep close to myself is the Quran (Tafsir). I know I should have keep it in some proper place, but I figure it out if I put the Mushaf on a book shelf, chances of it to be taken and read by me will drop tremendously and I don't want to take that risk. So next to my pillow is the best place in the world for the Mushaf to be. The Mushaf is the permanent resident of my bed, while the rest are just temporary and could be replaced according to the circumstances and my mood as well. LOLSS.
So as usual (not so usual for me to bring my students' workbook to bed, honestly), I went to sleep with piles of my students' exercise books and papers. They were all there since I thought of having a quick look at it before I fall asleep.That is part of my current strategy to optimise the usage of my time. Having 2 jobs at at time is really no joke especially when you can't manage your time well. OK, I dont have any intention to write anything related to time management cause I myself is still struggling to cope with my daily routine.
The next day, as I woke up from sleep, the first thing I saw was that pile of books and it made me feels really good. For few minutes, I just stare at it before I moved myself from the bed. And I was smiling and euphoric. Ain't that crazy?
That was when I realised that I actually in love with what I am doing right now. I love my job. I love teaching and I love to be surrounded with kids. No matter how small or big they are, they will always be my baby.
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