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I was in the class and as usual before starts my lesson I will check the student attendance.

“Si Mexnick, escape cikgu”. The class monitor informed me. After took note, I started with my lesson. I was in the middle of explaining Perpaduan dalam Keluarga when suddenly a student interrupted me.

“cikgu, itu si Mexnick”.
“mana?” I asked and looked outside the class.
“sudah limpas cikgu, dia bawa beg lagi”.
Okay, never mind (I whispered to myself) and continued my explanations and about 5 minutes later another student interrupted me.

“itu si Mexnick, cikgu”.
And this time, I stepped outside the class and called his name.
“Mexnick!”

I was no idea which one is Mexnick at all (this is my second time with them and me still couldn’t recognized each of them) because many students were standing along the corridor too. A student – a short in size looked at me and all of sudden he started to run without I could approached him. Ya, Mexnick managed to escape but I am not the loser yet because now I recognized his face. The face of the brave Mexnick. The following week, the same thing has happened again. I couldn’t see the brave Mexnick face among the students.

“Dia escape cikgu, tapi beg dia ada”. A student informed me.

And I was saying inside my heart – bah ini kalilah kau Mexnick. Two periods end. Before left the class I took Mexnick’s bag with me to the staff room and gave it to the discipline teacher. Five minutes after the school session end, as I cleared my table I noticed a boy standing outside the staff room and with no doubts I knew the person– Mexnick. He must want to take his bag back. I went outside and talked to him.

“Kamu Mexnick kan?”. He nodded without looked at me.
“Kenapa kamu escape kelas cikgu?”
Silent.
“Minggu lalu pun kamu escape juga tapi kamu pusing-pusing di bangunan sekolah, kenapa?”
Still no responds from him.
“Cikgu ada panggil kamu lagi”
“Saya tidak dengar cikgu”, finally he speaks.
“Tidak dengar, tapi kenapa kamu lari?”

Now his face turned to red. He was telling lie but I’m not shocked with his words. Not because that I was expecting those kinds of excuses but based on my experiences on handling problematic students make me learn to expect the unexpected thing. Students nowadays can be very tricky when comes to making excuses. I looked at him from head to toe, and suddenly I felt pity of his parents. Based on his appearance, I simply can visualized his family background and for sure his parents must be struggle to feed the family, send their children to school to gain knowledge’s and hoping that they will have a better life in future. But what did he doing at school?

“Lain kali jangan buat lagi, kamu ke sekolah untuk belajar, bukan main-main”.
I let him go inside for another Q & A with the discipline teacher. My part was done. As I walked into my car, I saw he stepped out form the staff room with his bag and run to the school’s gate. His car or friends must be waiting for him. Deep inside my heart, I hope that he had learnt something today and never do the same mistake again. Hope fully.

Mengajar dan Mendidik itu suatu yang agak berbeza walau nampak seakan sama. Mudah bagi kita untuk mengajar tetapi agak sukar untuk mendidik – Kay Masingan.