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Task 1: Writing Online Entries (40%) – Individual Work
Based on your School Based Experience (SBE), create a short story, a non-fiction essay and a poem to exhibit your personal writing pieces for a specific audience.

All your writing entries should be approximately 1200 words and to be posted on a digital media.

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SK Luyang, Kota Kinabalu, Sabah.

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SK Bahang, Penampang, Sabah.

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SK Pekan Ranau, Ranau, Sabah.

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Year 3 Semester 2 of PISMP TESL students from June 2020 intake had to do their last SBE, which stands for School-Based Ex...

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SK Jawi-Jawi, Kota Belud, Sabah.

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TSLB3253 TASK 1: WRITING ONLINE ENTRIES - TESL1-0619 Auni Afifah Binti Otoh Sibik - Wattpad

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Based on your School Based Experience (SBE), create a short story, a non-fiction essay and a poem to exhibit your personal writing pieces for a specific audien...

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SK Pekan Ranau, Ranau, Sabah.

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SK Bahang, Penampang, Sabah.

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SK Bahang, Penampang, Sabah.

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DAYANGKU MIRSHA KHALEEDA BINTI AG MOHD FAIZAL

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DAYANGKU MIRSHA KHALEEDA BINTI AG MOHD FAIZAL

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SK Tanjung Aru II, Kota Kinabalu, Sabah.

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Task 1 - Writing Online Entries (40%) - TESL1-0619 Dayangku Mirsha Khaleeda Binti Ag Mohd Faizal - Wattpad

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TSLB 3253 Coursework Content: 1) Poetry 2) Fiction Prose 3) Non-fiction Prose

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SK Tegayong, Kota Bahru, Kelantan.

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Non-fiction prose (Reflective Writing)- My Third School Based Experience (SBE) at SK Tegayong

School Based Experience (SBE) program has been designed for PISMP students. The focus of this program is to give an exposure for trainee teachers on the school's environment and able to learn about ways to properly conduct the teaching and learning process in the classroom. Eventually, I have conducted my third SBE at SK Tegayong which is in the middle of paddy field in which children from Kg Tegayong, Kg Permatang Pusu and Kg Bukit Hanyut come to receive their primary education.

On 3 April, I embarked my one-week experience of the third SBE along trainee teachers from Institut Pendidikan Guru Kampus Dato Razali Ismail. There were two of them which known as Wani and Aizat. The three of us started our first friendship from the moment we exchanged our names. To be honest, I was not expecting much from this SBE as I had always done the SBE alone and unable to interact with the students due to Covid-19 cases which were keep on increasing when I am doing my first and second SBE.

However, I was wrong. This time around, it was different. I am getting new friends from another institute and got a chance to conduct a relief class. Precisely, we were able to conduct relief class for Year 1, Year 2, and Year 5 students. We were doing drawing, colouring, and singing activities with the students. I was stunned to see the bright faces of the students as they were enjoying the activities. I also like the fact that I was called as teacher by the students when they asked for my assistance in completing the task given during the relief classroom. It was because, we also conduct relief class for English subject of Year 1, which the students need to distinguish the vegetables and fruits by drawing smile emoticon for the names of vegetables and star emoticon for the names of fruits. The students were asking my help with the task as they are unable to draw the star. Therefore, I personally draw a simple emoticon of the star on whiteboard and asked them to look at the whiteboard as I slowly draw the star.

As I was monitoring the students while they are doing their task, I started to reflect on the influence and responsibility that I will carry when I become the teacher in the future. As a teacher, we need to be sincere to the students and able to embrace the differences of the students. We cannot expect the students to understand our teaching immediately as they had different potential and understanding spectrum. Thus, we need to be creative and patient in educating the students as they were going to be the next leader, businessman, doctor, teacher and many more for our beloved country, Malaysia.

Other than that, we also learnt about the ways to encourage collaboration among the students as we monitored the teacher who was teaching Year 5 students. She was doing an activity with the students for Science's class which called as "Bot Batang Aiskrim" in Malay. We were lucky to see the students worked together to complete their science's project. We also helped the students to cut the ice-creams' stick into small pieces as the students will use glue to put the ice-creams' pieces together to create a boat. We were helping them because we were scared to let the students with their delicate fingers to cut the ice-creams' stick. To my surprise, this one student, called as Fahmi, he was such a good student with good manner as he was numerously telling me to be careful when I am cutting the ice-creams' sticks and helped me to hold the sticks as I cut it. He also good to his friends as he was giving his large ice-creams' sticks to his friends who were bringing small ice-creams' sticks which were not quite suitable to be used to create the boat. From my own observation, it can be said that he gave all his ice-creams' sticks to all students in his class. He also good to his teacher, Puan Norsila as he was tidying up the table that was used to create the boat as he did not want to trouble the teacher to clean the mess made by the students. He also advised his friends to do the cleaning together. He also said thank you to me for helping him with his boat for multiple times and asked me whether I would be here or not for the next week. I was sad, as it was the last day of my week at SK Tegayong. I wished that he will be a great policeman in the future as his ambition was to be a policeman.

In a nutshell, SBE provided me with countless memorable experiences that will be able to promote my growth as an adult in teaching profession.

Fiction Prose (Short story) - Time Flies and Nothing Lasts Forever

"Kriiiiing... kriiiiing...kriiiiing." The alarm of my phone keeps on ringing and soon disappears into thin air.

I wake up and start my days just like the other days. Nevertheless, my hearts racing faster than before and my inner voice of "I am not going to do well today in school" started to move around my mind like a trillion butterflies flapping in unison to the soundtrack of my anxiety. Going to school for my third SBE is triggering my anxiety as I am going to school for the first time when the school is fully occupied with students since the last two years of Covid-19.

My cell phone pings beneath the music. It is lying sideways beside the Perodua's central handbrake. Slowly my hand reaching the phone to check on it without disturbing my father, who is driving myself to SK Tegayong.
The message reads: Na, good luck for SBE. It's from Syazwani, my eldest sister. She always messages me in the early morning to give an encouragement for me like she knows the war that's happening in my mind due to overthinking about the possible events that will happen later at school. I texted my sister back by saying thank you sis.

Finally, we arrived at the school. To my surprise, everything goes smoothly like a flowing water as I manage to talk with the Headmistress, Puan Norma about the purpose of my SBE for this time without the need to wait for hours and get a chance to create a new friendship with trainee teachers from Institut Pendidikan Guru Kampus Dato Razali Ismail.

For this time around, I am lucky to obtain chances to conduct relief class with my new friends. The experience of being at the center of the classroom and moving around the classroom to check and guide students on their work make me happy as I learnt new things about the students when I interact with them. It is such a beautiful feeling when you manage to get the students' attention and trust because their reaction or attitude shown towards you are a genuine and sincere feelings.

Day by day has passed, it is already Thursday, which also means that, this will be the last day of my third SBE. I also started to realise that I am no longer having negative thoughts about not doing well in school as a trainee teacher. Thus, I believe that we need to trust God's plan and ready to be molded by Him in every way as God will shape us with His unconditional and everlasting love. The most important thing that I learnt throughout the SBE week is believing that as time flies, nothing last forever just like my negative thoughts that are bound to come and go, temporarily or forever.

Poem (free verse) - Nice to Meet You

The first time I met you
I know that we are going to get along
You and I are the same
Hazel eyes and chubby cheeks

You smile and we laugh together
Our short encounter
Create memorable feelings
Will it last forever?

Now I know
Time has come
Our one-week moment has come to end
Let's appreciate our friendship and hope to meet again

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TSLB 3252 TASK 1 WRITING ONLINE ENTRIES - Steemit

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Non-fiction prose (Reflective Writing)- My Third School Based Experience (SBE) at SK Tegayong School Based Experience (SBE) program has been designed for PISMP students. The focus of this program is to give an exposure for trainee teachers on the school's environment and able to learn about ways to properly conduct the teaching and learning process in the classroom.

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SK Bahang, Penampang, Sabah.

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SK St. Joseph, Papar, Sabah.

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SK Tanjung Aru II, Kota Kinabalu, Sabah.

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A teacher is also learning
During one of my days as a teacher trainee, I went to a nearby primary school along with a few of my friends. I never really felt that different from being a student. I have a future career and I have a reputation and status as a teacher but I'm always learning. For instance, I've just learned that teachers had to adapt to a new standard operating procedure (SOP) when students enter and go back home. Learning how to manage the students and implementing that new knowledge was something unexpected and if being viewed from a few years back, would've been something unimaginable for a teacher to perform.


At my age, I am mature but that doesn't mean I have stopped learning. Sometimes other teachers will give suggestions and constructive criticism. Do not assume that just because we're adults means that we know anything and everything. Take what is good and listen to what is bad, it's all in the process of growing up. In fact, I was even more grateful for the suggestions as they come from people with more experience.


To deny our mistakes and help from others is simply stubborn. Learning from mistakes is what helps build our experience and improve our ways of teaching. Nobody is perfect and I can't deny that I've made more mistakes than correct and that's not wrong.


Students learn from the teachers and teachers learn from experience. The lessons I've learned in my life will help guide me to make better choices for the future and overcome more challenges ahead.

NON-FICTION ESSAY
Being a teacher is by no means easy and I've had a first-hand experience of that. Many people expect that a teacher's job is easy but I beg to differ. It is often easily proclaimed that a teacher can just simply go into class and teach. Calling it a day once every student has gone back to their home but what unveils underneath the ocean is the true scale of the iceberg.


For starters, before the day starts, teachers, much like other people, have to wake up early and must arrive as early as 6:30 a.m. at school before the students arrive. In the school that I went to for my school-based learning(SBE), after we arrive and recorded our attendance, we had to stay at the front gate to greet the arriving students as well as having to scan their quick response(QR) codes and temperature due to post-covid procedures. Having to greet the students as they come into school really made us feel the real realisation of the reality of being a teacher. Bear in mind that during the whole morning process from the time we arrive at around 7:10 a.m. we had to stand at the gate and that was only the start of the day.


We were also given some classes for relief by the teachers of the school so that we could gather some first-hand experience as a teacher. As for my experience, it was undeniably a struggle especially for me to adapt to the loud sound of the school class surroundings. Had to not only stand in front of the class for roughly another 30 minutes to an hour, speaking very loudly to ensure every student is able to hear me from the front of the class. It was at this moment that people with a loud voice should be grateful for their ability since I had to work twice as hard since my voice is not naturally as loud as the others. Having to have cooperative students is a blessing, but how would one feel when it was the other way around. Children being children, not all of them are well behaved or even have the same level of respect towards the teachers as some might figure would be a natural response.


Even after the school has ended and the students are going back home, a teacher's job isn't done. In this school, we had to not only gather the students under large roof covers but also call out their names as their parents or caretakers' vehicles drive through to pick them up. Feeling awfully familiar with a fast-food restaurant's drive-through, doesn't it? This is by no means a joke, but reality as instructed by the government. While the rooftops provide some cover-up for the students, the teachers, including us trainee students, had to stand outside to guide the students to their respective vehicles. This would go on for up to an hour and a half as we wait for the student's parents to come to pick them up as we couldn't leave them unsupervised to prevent any accidents from happening within the school ground.


Most people would think that after all the students have left the teacher's job is done right? Theoretically, yes, they should. Realistically, they still had to write reports, set up lesson plans for their classes for tomorrow, held on weekly meetings and many more. Of course, this is not the reality if we didn't conclude with dealing with parents' constant onslaught of complaints about every single little detail that doesn't meet up to their standards. Having to deal with the work environment, financial issues and household issues of their own. All and all as time pass by the teacher are yet to keep slowly losing their respect and professional acknowledgement from the outside view.


Overall, this experience has made me have an even bigger respect for teachers, those who are very passionate about their careers, and those who really care for their students despite their struggles every day. With all the constant pressure and stress from the workload, it's understandable why most teachers tend to be affected by diseases such as heart attacks, stroke and most commonly migraine. While this experience had taught me how it feels like to be in front of the class and have to teach the students, it also opened my eyes to the real workload of a teacher. The burden they carry every day that's hidden beneath the iceberg from society.

POEM The Classroom
Students that gather,


Behave in all kinds of manners,


They came with different cultures,


Different sizes and colours,


Some are shy,


Some are active,


So full of energy and passion,


To learn to imagine,


With love and compassion


-H

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Writing Online Entries - Short Story, Non-Fiction Essay and Poem - Wattpad

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Read Short Story, Non-Fiction Essay and Poem from the story Writing Online Entries by augusthare (TESL1-0619 Hani Nasyuha Binti Ismail) with 5 reads. oneshot...

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SK Bahang, Penampang, Sabah.

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SK Pekan Ranau, Ranau, Sabah.

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SK St. Joseph, Papar, Sabah.

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SK Pekan Ranau, Ranau, Sabah.

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TSLB3252 Task 1: Writing Online Entries - TESL1-0619 Joe Ezra Duanik - Wattpad

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Content : 1) Poem 2) Fiction Prose 3) Non-Fiction Prose

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SRK Sacred Heart, Kota Kinabalu, Sabah.

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SRK Sacred Heart, Kota Kinabalu, Sabah.

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SK St. Joseph, Papar, Sabah.

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SK Singgah Manis, Kinabatangan, Sabah.

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Joy
The clock barely ticked to 9 o'clock when I arrived in front of the gate of SK Singgah Manis. That morning, the blazing sun stroked its scorching and uninvited heat on my head and skin. I could feel my sweat glands and pores were screaming and shouting catastrophically underneath my grey cotton mask as though the Armageddon is approaching. The agony of wearing a mask was unbearable, but selfish demands were never the answer as our world is still fighting with a deadly pandemic known as the Covid-19. As the famous line goes, "Better be safe than sorry!"

"Tap! Tap! Tap!", the sound of my 3-inch-heels echoed against the hard, wooden floor as I strolled around the corridors, navigating my way towards the office. A middle-aged woman suddenly emerged out of nowhere and walked in my direction, plus seeing a new face, she kindly greeted me and offered to find my way around. Though we only exchanged a brief yet meaningful conversation, I couldn't help but turn back at the woman's retreating back as a sense of familiarity seemed to struck in my memory. Where have I seen her before?

Unfortunately, my inner thoughts were cut abruptly before I could indulge more into the mysterious woman's identity when a staff urged me into the office. It was only at that time that I realized for the time since I have stepped foot into the school that I wasn't as nervous as I was during my first and second SBE.

A few days passed since I came to SK Singgah Manis. Sitting in the teachers' office for several days had me witnessed such memorable moments among the teachers; they were very genuine, kind, caring to their students and very passionate to their job.

One teacher almost took me to tears when she expressed her feelings about her students, despite being posted to a different state and thrown into a rundown town, the teacher felt happy enough to see her students' faces everyday which washed away all the struggles and sadness she felt from being separated from her family.

"I feel happy whenever I see my students in class," she mentioned, a fulfilled smile plastered across her face. "Suddenly, having to bear all these stress and challenges might just be worth it."

I sat there silently, studying the other woman. No amount of studying and researching on the internet could get me to understand the depth of her feelings and emotions at the time.

The next day, I was surprised to find a girl came into the teachers' office, crying her eyes out. While other teachers reprimanded the girl to stop crying, one teacher in particular, squatted in her direction and took girl into her arms.

The teacher patted her back gently like a mother would do to her child. Within a second, a memory flashed into my head, in the past when my mom would gently cradle me into her arms and whispered soft, comforting words as I burst into tears as a child.

The more I reflect the more I realized all this while, I portrayed myself with ungratefulness. God showed me how much I should be grateful with the opportunity being a future teacher. Becoming a teacher is more than just a teaching profession, it's about learning to care and love your students. Having the students calling me teacher brought me to utmost satisfaction and washed with a sense of pride. Their greetings in the morning always sprinkled me with indescribable joy and happiness.

On the fifth and last day of my SBE in SK Singgah Manis, the school had even arranged a small farewell banquet for me. I was a bit ashamed and restrained to be able to accept such warmth hospitality from the school while being very gratitude as well.

"Thank you, Lara, for coming to our school," the principal said to me with a kind smile. The principal's face was adorned with soft wrinkles, and the whole person excluded an aura of gentleness. I quickly returned her gesture, and expressed my gratitude to everyone present.

One of the most unforgettable memory was when the students wished that I stayed at the school and continued teaching them. Their wishes almost brought me to tears and I was overwhelmed with so much happiness. To this day, I am amazed that just a piece of gratitude shown towards us can uplift someone to such a glee.

"I'm sure we will see each other in the future," I replied to each of them. Their eyes were pleading, and I just couldn't resist such look.

Though it was heart-breaking to bid farewell to the school, but I know my journey had just started. There are still many things waiting for me in the future.
2) Non-Prose Fiction - Diary
Things have been very tough lately. Battling with missing and home sick feelings, I try to shoo it away by making myself as busy as a bee. With keen prayers day and night, things seem to flow with more ease. The weather is quite unpredictable today, the forecast predicts raining cats and dogs for the whole day, but the sun still maintains its anguish hot ray whether in the morning or evening. I assume that God wants to remind me, humans may predict and plan, but the Almighty God decides everything.

Today marks my last day of school based experience (SBE) in Sekolah Kebangsaan Singgah Manis. The past few days has been a roller-coaster of a journey thus far, and if I were to describe my experience, it proves to be both fruitful and delightful; no exact amount of gold or mountain of diamonds could replace the knowledge except gaining it with the effort and the willingness. Diary, this will be my last school based experience before I step foot into practicum next semester. Time seems to fly in a blink of an eye though it felt as it was just yesterday when I went for my first school based experience. Overall, I am very satisfied and overjoyed because I got the answers I needed and made myself clear regarding the implementation of Malaysian English Curriculum. I shall gleefully cheer to myself for the extra knowledge gained!

Meeting with professionals and heart-warming teachers, having spontaneous Question and Answer session with them about the implementation of CEFR and listening to their sincere opinion about the current curriculum, are eye-opener for me. One of the articles that I come across always highlights the gap between the policy makers and the implementers. Today, I found out, the gap does exist which causes problems in our education system. It was ironic to think that policy makers assumed the CEFR suits Malaysian learners, though in reality, most of the teachers who are the implementers show disagreement as students were having hard time to imagine and making connection to western culture such as Halloween celebration and many more. The teachers are stitched between balancing the requests and reprimands from school authority, students and parents. In day time, these teachers hide the forehead wrinkles and smiles in front of their students. Pure unconditional love and passion in building children of the nation.

Besides academic discussion and findings at the school, I also met a former teacher who used to teach me in primary school in the past. Years had passed since the last time I saw her, and wrinkles seemed to have spotted every line of her face. She took me into her class and I observed how she taught her students. Such contrast compared to when I used to be one of her students, and years later I came back to observe her class. After her class, the two of us got into catching up to old time. She gave me a lot of useful advice that I have instilled deep into my heart.

It was heart-breaking to bid farewell to the school. I certainly have gained a lot of knowledge and new experiences after going through my school based experience in SK Singgah Manis.

Diary, I think that's all for today's entry. My fingers are with its eagerness and passionate to hit the keyboard but my eyes refuse to give its cooperation. I shall call it a day and see you again, diary.
3) Poem An Afternoon in April
The bell rings

It is the end of a school day

And down the long drive

Come bag-swinging, shouting children

Deafened, the sky winces.

The sun gapes in surprise.

When goodbye was said,

There it began

The careful tread-

As calm as the ocean

As turbulent as the storm

To herald new light,

A moment to remember

On this warm afternoon in April.

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1) Prose Fiction – Short Story Joy The clock barely ticked to 9 o’clock when I arrived in front of the gate of SK Singgah Manis. That mo...

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SK Api-api, Kota Kinabalu, Sabah.

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SK Api-api, Kota Kinabalu, Sabah.

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Short Story: The Art of Teaching It was my third School-Based Experience (SBE). I woke up at 6 and did my usual morning routine. Brush m...

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SK Pekan Ranau, Ranau, Sabah.

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TSLB3252 CREATIVE WRITING ONLINE ENTRIES TASK 1 - Nazurahs - Wattpad

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Coursework Content: 1. Modern Poem (A Burning Candle) 2. Short Story (The Tiny Boy) 3. Non-Fiction Story (SBE Phase 3 in SK Pekan Ranau)

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NIK NUR AINAA FATIMA BT NIK MOHD RIDZWAN

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NIK NUR AINAA FATIMA BT NIK MOHD RIDZWAN

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SK Sungai Lerek, Setiu, Terengganu.

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TSLB3252 TASK1 : ONLINE ENTRIES - TESL1-0619 Nik Nur Ainaa Fatima Bt Nik Mohd Ridzwan - Wattpad

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Content : 1) Poem 2) Fiction Prose 3) Non-Fiction Prose