We don't say goodbye

To my students of F41 (2006):

First of all, thanks for the good times in the last 2 years. OK, maybe they were not all brilliant (we had our down moments, bad hair day, PMS attacks etc) but trust me when I say I only remember the good parts. Life is too short to be spent thinking about the times that could have been better.

So, let's remember the good times, shall we?

This was the den you all 'toiled' in, in sickness and in health.



Your famous corridor:


And because we have a class of multi-talented people, I will always remember our very own :

stylo gasing master:


marathon runner:



fire-engine drivers:



graffitti artist:



rubber-tapper:


For being patient with me, and tolerating some of my crazy ideas like getting you to start your own blogs, write proposals to Mr Lim, pen memes, play tennis with me, etc, let me say I do enjoy being your form teacher.

While typing this, I keep hearing the words of a Celine Dion song "We dont' say goodbye" and so it shall be. We'll meet soon, definitely in Feb 2007 when I hold that most important piece of document in my hands and you all will be looking at my face to see if I betray any hint of joy or disappointment.

We don't say goodbye. Instead we say "Till we meet again!" and though I may not be your teacher anymore, in a sense, I'm always here. So call, SMS, write, visit -whatever suits you. I wish you all the best in the next phase of your life.