blurry-eyed

Sometimes I wonder why I agreed to go back to the day care centre. Could it be for any of the following:

• To risk nervous breakdown (or at least breakouts and further hair loss) from 20 kids clamouring for attention all at once


• To expose my eardrums to continuous battering for 8.5 hours every day


• To not regain my (supposedly quite pleasant) voice even after a week of herbal lozenges


• To immerse myself in a hothouse for a million icky germs


• To yan3 hua1 from marking countless badly photocopied examination papers


• To receive insolence or worse, ignorance in return for my goodwill

What a health hazard. I pray I'll make a difference to these kids, even in my short stay...

edit: realise that perhaps God is putting me where I'll make a difference in my own life as well. He really does work in mysterious ways eh!