:: End of a Chapter ::
Alas, yesterday marked my official last day coaching at the Republic of Singapore Yacht Club... and expected, I’m feeling a little lost... *pointed look* no... not that kind of usual lostedness... but a sense of... I don't know... I can't think of the word for it just yet...
Andrew beep beeped me a few days ago... sending the usual quick Hi's and such, and he ended by asking me if I was still busy with the kids. *sigh* I wish! I really, really do... I admit, I’ll be the first to say that they are monsters!!! They are, indeed! But that doesn't erase the fact that for a few of them, I’ve been teaching for close to 2 years... and it's gotten to the point where we're really like friends? They share problems with me, complain about their parents... and other kiddy stuff... I definitely can't forget the time when Francis tried to tell me about the episode of Pokemon he'd watched earlier that morning... and I didn't have an inkling what he was going on about... I didn't even know when to laugh!!
And the kid's parents! They’re great... always there on weekends to support their kids... and when I bring the kids out for races... the parents are there... ALWAYS... without fail, come rain or shine. And we're talking about allot of time here... one regatta spends over 2 days... and each day about 6-8 hours... and these support groups are there! My own parents don't even know the fundamentals of dinghy racing. 'nuff said. And we (the instructors) get invites to functions that they hold. Be it a normal dinner, fishing trips to Malaysia, or even line-dancing (yes, that invite came yesterday)!! I’m sure going to miss that...
But most of all... it's got to be the friends I made over the years at the club. The friendly camaraderie with the marina people... the affable bickering with Desmond and Kelly… Shu Fen and Ken… Eddie (I want my whipped potato!)… Mark, and maybe even Todd… just maybe…
And I’m going to miss the feeling of stepping into the club, and knowing almost everyone, and where almost everyone knew me. It’s like, a sense of belonging?
So yesterday, I closed that chapter of the book I call life… not willingly, or full-heartedly, but it’s closed, anyway. And like any good chapter in any book, one can always go back to it. I’m already planning my return to the club during the RSYC Regatta… that’s in July, so it’s not too long a wait…
Till then, my friends… till then…
Oh yea, Dsmond… I want my cert!!! *angry look* heee...*big hug*
Alas, yesterday marked my official last day coaching at the Republic of Singapore Yacht Club... and expected, I’m feeling a little lost... *pointed look* no... not that kind of usual lostedness... but a sense of... I don't know... I can't think of the word for it just yet...
Andrew beep beeped me a few days ago... sending the usual quick Hi's and such, and he ended by asking me if I was still busy with the kids. *sigh* I wish! I really, really do... I admit, I’ll be the first to say that they are monsters!!! They are, indeed! But that doesn't erase the fact that for a few of them, I’ve been teaching for close to 2 years... and it's gotten to the point where we're really like friends? They share problems with me, complain about their parents... and other kiddy stuff... I definitely can't forget the time when Francis tried to tell me about the episode of Pokemon he'd watched earlier that morning... and I didn't have an inkling what he was going on about... I didn't even know when to laugh!!
And the kid's parents! They’re great... always there on weekends to support their kids... and when I bring the kids out for races... the parents are there... ALWAYS... without fail, come rain or shine. And we're talking about allot of time here... one regatta spends over 2 days... and each day about 6-8 hours... and these support groups are there! My own parents don't even know the fundamentals of dinghy racing. 'nuff said. And we (the instructors) get invites to functions that they hold. Be it a normal dinner, fishing trips to Malaysia, or even line-dancing (yes, that invite came yesterday)!! I’m sure going to miss that...
But most of all... it's got to be the friends I made over the years at the club. The friendly camaraderie with the marina people... the affable bickering with Desmond and Kelly… Shu Fen and Ken… Eddie (I want my whipped potato!)… Mark, and maybe even Todd… just maybe…
And I’m going to miss the feeling of stepping into the club, and knowing almost everyone, and where almost everyone knew me. It’s like, a sense of belonging?
So yesterday, I closed that chapter of the book I call life… not willingly, or full-heartedly, but it’s closed, anyway. And like any good chapter in any book, one can always go back to it. I’m already planning my return to the club during the RSYC Regatta… that’s in July, so it’s not too long a wait…
Till then, my friends… till then…
Oh yea, Dsmond… I want my cert!!! *angry look* heee...*big hug*
posted by Lynette at 8:38 pm
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