days of emotions

End of a journey..

Since last Monday, the under 15 football team took part in the district tournament. Personally, I saw that the set of players as being above average, with bright hopes, consisting of form twos and form threes players. They started off well, winning the the first game 7-1 against ACS, thrashing Pangkor 10-1 in the second match, and was the group champion. Confidence was running high, I must say, coz in the quarter they won convincingly 4-0 against Methodist Ayer Tawar. The semi was a formality when they won 3-0 against Datuk Idris, which enabled them to meet Manjung in the final, in what was anticipated as a crunching affair, what with Manjung being the defending champion, and my school team beating their opponents at ease.

So, earlier this afternoon, slightly after asar, the team @ D’team, played in the final. Shockingly, the players didn’t play to their ability, were unsure of what to do, most were playing below par, crumbled at the last hurdle, and lost 0-3. Simply put, they didn’t turn up for the game. D’team was non-existence. I don’t mind losing, but they way they gave up so easily is what still baffling me. Did I do the game-plan wrong? Hmm.. time will tell.

After all the euphoria, suddenly disappointment set in at the last part, erasing all the wonderful memories of earlier games.. potong stim, kan..  apapun, syukur Alhamdulillah. In a way, a burden has been lifted off my chest, and I can unwind for a while.

Spm ’12 result..

Thursday the 21^st. The mood was high. The x-form fives were waiting patiently for their result to be released. After an hour delay, they, the candidates, got their result. Cheers, cries, shouts, could be heard. Some students were crying openly, because of sheer happiness and excitement, and sadness, with what they achieved.

I was glad and happy for most of them, and for the few who were in sorrow, I could only offer my words of advice, telling them it’s not the end of the world.. mere consolations.

For English, the school achieved a pass of 84% with 10 As. Surprisingly, 2012 form 5 kenanga, the class that I labeled as mayat2 hidup, consisting of 26 students, who had been maintaining 1 pass in every exam from form four till the trial, managed to produce 13 students passing in English. I couldn’t be any happier for those who passed coz it surpassed my expectation.

Moral of the story:

After all the excitements and disappointments, after all the euphoria and high feeling, as well as the potong stim and feeling so low, just get over it. Yes, you look back, but that’s just about it. Don’t dwell too long and too much with the past. You know why? Read the above posting..

For now, layankan saje..

 selamat!