Yesterday, I was welcomed into that class with an enormous joyful cheer of "YEAY!" for a relief period. I was beyond touched..well..maybe coz that was the first time I ever entered their class? I don't know.
..and yesterday too, that kid tackled that seungri-lookalike boy when he was running towards me,
"She's my mummy!"
"No, she's my mummy!"
The idea of 'anak angkat' wasn't triggered by me. He mentioned it when a Year 6 boy asked me what's the relationship between me and the kid coz we seemed quite close. So, the next day, I introduced him to other students as my 'anak angkat' and he seemed pretty happy about it..well, to the extent of coming into my class and gleefully asked me whether he could stay there to learn from me..aww... :')
Using the recess break to spend time with the boy, well, to be honest, I feel rather contented of having him as my so-called 'anak angkat'..
To be honest, this place is sucking the happiness out of me like a fucking dementor..but heyy, look at the bright side, I've gotta meet this boy, who actually just got transferred from another school.
"If I didn't get transferred, I wouldn't have the chance to meet you, teacher."