This would have to be the most beautiful but tragic love story of all time…
I loved it but I hated it.
A place to freely be me. There are no boundaries.
As you may or may not know, I am now a volunteer at my cousin’s primary school in the UK. This amazing opportunity came about when my cousin’s teacher was seeking assistance for anyone to help out with her class’ reading. Since my cousin knows I am going to be studying primary school teaching, she mentioned me to her teacher and now here I am.
I sat in on my first class yesterday and had so much fun with the kids! They were adorable and very inquisitive. They are an interesting bunch and it was great to work with them.
It was strange but nice being called Miss Sleigh. It makes me feel like I have so much authority and that I am a teacher now.
I cannot wait to study this and make it my career one day! Teaching is where I’m meant to be.
I’m not sure how many of us get jealous, I know I do at times but it’s the worst thing to feel and I wish I didn’t feel that way so much. I wouldn’t say I’m a jealous person normally,
but I do feel that way towards certain situations. And yet, I know people who NEVER get jealous at all and I really admire them for that. This topic has come about when it was discussed at the primary school I volunteered at today and it made me reflect on what I have been jealous of. I’m really interested to know if any of you get jealous over anything, whether big or small? Does it make us bad people?
I’m from a mixed background being half Filipino and half English. Since my dad had small eyes, I managed to be what I think isn’t so blessed with these small eyes. Apart from the fact they are like my dad’s, I’m not extremely keen on them. That’s not to say I’m not happy with who I am, my eyes just aren’t my favourite feature.
Because of them, I do get a lot of people thinking I’m Chinese, Japanese, Malaysian and even Thai surprisingly enough. I do often get offended when people think I’m Chinese and that’s not to say I have anything against that nationality at all, I just get annoyed with the fact people assume that because of my eyes, and sometimes it’s made out to be it’s a bad thing if I was Chinese. I had one person who I served at work who asked me to teach him Chinese, before even asking me whether I was or not. He just assumed. I also served a customer a few years ago at an old job and he started to talk about how his wife is also Chinese, without even knowing what my background was.
Anyway, I’d like to know what you people think I look like the most from all the nationalities I mentioned. I think this will be interesting.
1990 – I was born to the most amazing parents in the world, I would not be here today if it wasn’t for them!
1991 – My sister Sarah was born and despite all the fights we had as children, she has become my very best friend in the entire world.
1992 – I went on my first trip to the Philippines. I don’t remember it obviously but it’s amazing enough that I had gone overseas at such a young, tender age.
1993 -I really do not remember any big events that happened this year so I won’t be able to recall any.
1994 – I received my very first bike with training wheels from my brother. I loved riding around on that thing!
1995 – I was a flower girl with my sister for my auntie’s wedding in the Philippines. What an amazing experience that was and I felt honoured playing such an important part on her special day.
1996 – My first year of primary school. This was a very scary milestone in my life since I was so used to being around my mum all the time. I cried so much when she took me to school. I did not want to let her go! I also remember crying in class and my teacher was so good about it.
1997 -I celebrated my 7th birthday at McDonald’s which is where they used to run parties for children with games, cake and the like. It was such a huge and popular thing to do at my age back then. All children got psyched about it.
1998 – I moved from Thomas Chirnside Primary School to St. Andrew’s Catholic School. That’s where I met one of my first best friends who, sadly I have lost touch with and don’t see anymore.
1999 – I memorised a speech for the very first time that I presented in front of my class. That’s all thanks to my dad who taught me a lot. Memorising that speech increased my public speaking skills and confidence that became extremely useful in my later school years.
2000 – I had my first family trip to the UK and America. I missed a good three months of school because of it! But it was a great trip from what I remember.
2001 – The year of 9/11 and although this did not affect me personally, I do remember going to school that morning and seeing it all over the news. Such an extreme event to be exposed to at the age of 11.
2002 -I became one of the sports captains for my team ‘Padua’. This was a very proud moment for me as it taught me how to be a good leader.
2003 – I began secondary school at Mackillop Catholic Regional College and I missed my first two weeks because of being in the Philippines and I was nervous as it was. Everyone else in my class had settled in for that time! But Year 7 was not as hard as I made it out to be at all. It was almost like my last year of primary school!
2004 – Me and my family moved from our old address we had lived in for 9 years to a new double storey house not too far away. I still miss my old house though! It had the biggest garden.
2005 – I started my very first part time job in retail at a department store. I was there for 5 years.
2006 – I went to Japan for two weeks for a school trip. It is such an amazing country and I would love to go again. My favourite sights were Tokyo and the Hiroshima Bomb Dome site. I met the most amazing people there and the host family I stayed with treated me as their own.
2007 – My father passed away – I lost my best friend that year. He was my mentor and still is my hero and admiration. That was a very difficult time for me and to this day I still find it hard that he’s not around… We were very close and it was painful to lose someone so close to me at the age of 16. I do appreciate I was old enough to get to know him though.
2008 – I turned 18 and had the best party ever to celebrate it. Surprisingly enough, I did not have one drink that night. I was never into drinking until I turned 19. This is all feels like so long ago now.
2009 – I entered my first year of University and studied the Bachelor of Arts. I am very grateful for uni as I have made many lifelong friends from there.
2010 – I broke up with my first serious boyfriend of three years. I met him when I was 16 and experienced what it was like to be in love. I was very naive then. I thought I would be with him for life so this was a pretty hard year for me, one in which I really lost myself and had no direction in life.
2011 – I decided to make a change and let go of my past by going to the US in September and the UK in November, where I am still living now and plan to for a year. It was the best decision I ever made. I have learned so much and grown so much as a person. This is has been one of the most amazing experiences of my life!
2012 – It is still quite early into the year but I currently enjoy being in the UK and working at a local club where I have met some really awesome people. This year is the year to be all things different, and travel anywhere I possibly can! I love my life 🙂
I hope you enjoyed reading through the journey of my life so far. I can’t believe how fast time has flown over the years!
Today me and my cousins ventured out to a beautiful part of Devon known as Snowdrop Valley, where the famous white snowdrop flowers are in bloom during the winter time. I cannot believe that next month they will completely disappear!
I love road trips and it took us a good hour and a half to get there. We got a view of some amazing scenery on the way. One thing I saw that I thought was so awesome was a house with a thatched roof! We don’t have those in Australia at all. There is also so much green here, compared to our brown, dry grass back home.
It was a bit of a wet day and before we left home I had no idea that we were going to be walking through mud and clay! Lucky I had boots on but because they weren’t leather and instead were a suede material, they got drenched in mud and it went through to the inside of my boot and my socks got drenched in it too! On top of that, my boots didn’t have the best grip so I was slipping and sliding quite a bit. It was all worth it though because these snowdrop flowers were beautiful! There were so many of them towards the end of the trail.
I am constantly reminded why England is such a beautiful country and why I absolutely love being here.
After being in England for what will nearly be three months, I have discovered that the people here are so much more laidback compared to back home. Don’t get me wrong, I love the Aussie’s since that’s where I’m from but there is something different about British people.
I notice this a lot when I go out clubbing, people aren’t as rude and guys are much more like gentleman and some are just willing to chat with you without expecting anything. And, I’m sorry to say Aussie guys but British men are total hottie’s and they look so much more tidy. Also, I was approached by some old guy when I went out on Monday night and a total stranger came up to me to make sure I was OK. That would never happen back home unless it was someone’s good friend getting hit on!
When I was in London, some guy overheard I was Australian and told me his last name was ‘Bogan’ and he let me take a photo of his I.D. to prove it. It’s like he didn’t even care I had his details! Not that I’m going to go and find out where this guy lives or anything. People back home would be so cautious of that.
I love people and it really helps to be in a place where others are so welcoming and willing to talk to you and be friendly. Ah, bless this beautiful country.