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STORY TIME! Yikes! I just wanted to share with you all of how much I adored my primary school sports teacher that I had since year 3 to year 6. I bet you're like, 'woah woah woah, Nita, why the hell would you adore your sports teacher?'.
I liked P.E. alright?
Okay let me just describe how he is and stuff. At our school, we called this sports teacher by their first name just like many other teachers there. What can you expect from an Australian school? I even called my year 3 teacher by her first name and nobody flipped tables (still my favourite all round teacher man, she's incredible). Let's call this sports teacher of mine, Joseph.
Joseph was a huge man. Like huge. Well, to primary school me at least. He's originally from New Zealand, and had this cool tattoo around his head. He was bald lmao but it's cool. He had tattoos running up his arm, he had piercings on his nose, eyebrow and stuff. In conclusion, he looked pretty much like a gangster. I found him really scary at first.
But he in an angel. Bro.
Whenever Ramadan comes along, he'd let me sit around and not do much work because he knew I was fasting. Instead, he made me help with the equiments and such and my friends were all determined to fast like me but never end up doing so because he knows hahaha. And whenever Ramadan ended, he would be the first and only teacher to congratulate me on completing it right before the lesson starts.
And he was like, my number one supporter man. When I first came to that school, I was shy. Like so unbelievably shy. But he convinced me to have a shot at doing stuff and (I don't mean to brag or anything eHEUH but ) it's like he saw a potential in me yaknow? Ever since year 4, he made me go to a lot of sports carnivals and such.
He's always saying things like, "come on, Nita you can do it!" and uwuwuwu like, he's an angel bro.
I'd help him a lot some days and he would tell my friends and I stories from when he was little. And he even talked to us in Indonesian sometimes since his family lived there when he was young. I think he liked bakso and siomay or something, I don't remember but he was so cool.
I got to really like softball and high jump because of how much he pushed me into working hard for it. I felt like I achieved a lot in that field, and I definitely gained a lot of confidence. Joseph, my other friend and I would have like these private coachings before a competition and really gave me good advice and critics and oh my god I just --- you get the jist right?
On my last week of school there, I still remember on the Tuesday of the week I left, I had regional athletics for high jump, meaning it would be the last sporting events I had. And he still went there with me. He watched me from the sidelines near the running tracks whilst I was near the high jumpers and stuff and he'd yell suggestions for me from there. I ended up getting 3rd or 4th for my region, I don't remember but wow what an achievement?
Not to mention Joseph knows my whole family? He's good friends with my dad. Sometimes I'd see them talking away like old friends whenever dad picks us up from school and they would be under a tree with a bunch of other dads or picking up cones from the soccer pitch. Sometime he'd talk with my mum and he's really close with my younger brother and sister who also went to the same school as me.
He was an amazing teacher, still is. You know he's a good one when you've achieved a lot being taught by him and I must say, I did learn a lot.
In conclusion, he was the best sports teacher I had, fight me if you think otherwise.
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