so "happening"

Sat JAMs- special appearance by Mr Sato who came with great expectancy as he can only come once a month. Without any obstacles, he freely made his way to the sound system and sat down on the floor. Overall he was ok, just that at times he will: attempt to bend his tape, stand up and jump for no reason, give painful massage on female teachers’ hands & suddenly shout to give you a heart attack.
One rather funny incident I remembered was Mr Sato knocked on a teacher while trying to stand up (just imagine his size! a gentle knock from him made a BIG difference), 2 male teachers came and like trying to “grab” and stopped him, then our half-Japanese boy shouted “Help! Help!” in Chinese. And throughout whenever he did something wrong like making a chip on the headset peeled off, he will just gave us a cheeky & innocent smile which made it hard for us to scold him.

Sun JAMs- “drained” is the word I’ll used to describe after that particular day of serving.
Miss W- due to her past few months’ behavior and attitude, she has been named “Ah Lian”.

Actions that she is famous of:
. freely come in/freely go out of the hall
. if she is outside, she walk/squat freely whenever she want at the lift lobby
. if she is in the hall, she will sit at her secret corner and munch her tibits
. walk like a supervisor to the stage area and look for food and if there is food, she will freely grabbed and walk to her corner to eat
. if we stop her from taking the food, she will lie on the floor to show you her ‘power’
. if she is being spotted/stopped she will freely shout
. open teachers’ and friends’ bags freely
. grabbed people’s food to eat (warning! she is quick, very quick!)
. (WORSE OF ALL) don’t know is it she is too hungry… her habit/lifestyle/hobby is to EAT. So bad to the extent that food on the floor or even in the dustbin, she will pick it up and eat. (trust me! I am not exaggerating)

That particular Sunday, she is like Queen of the Queens… as usual she didn’t want to go in to the hall and she happily squat at the lift lobby and don’t know from where, she was “served” with sweet and cake which I STRONGLY am not happy cause it will only made her think that “is good to stay outside of the hall cause I will be provided with food”. And when finally she decided to go in, she went around to open 2 teachers’ bag to take their sweet and bread to eat then when she was asked to sit on the chair, she decided to greet the people around them by pushing/beating. Not only that, on the bus back home, she beat hardly on the head/pull the hairs of the friendS sitting infront.

Seriously I really don’t know what to do with her… she is really getting out of control. Soft & hard approach just doesn’t seem to work. Her ‘addiction’ for food is really so bad that sometime I wonder her purpose of coming to church. We tried using food as reinforcement but no use cause she is not able to understand that she will get her reward of food only if she is good. She want food means she want food NOW and if we give it to her, once she finish eating she will forget all that she promised us and start her “business” again.

Mr B- famous of grabbing (realllllly grab) male teachers’ hands real tightly. That particular Sunday he was extra full of strength… he grabbed a male zone helper at the lift lobby, our service guitarist & our security head. Once he grabbed, is very difficult to ask him to let go… most of the time when he grabbed… I was/got to be there to pull him away so physically is really very tiring.

Throughout the service, I think my time was spent with Miss W & Mr B… on one side of the hall, I need to watch Miss W as she kept opening teachers’ bag and disturbing her friend & on the other side, I need to grab Mr B back to his seat as he kept walking toward the stage. The workers on Sunday JAMs is really not many… that’s why I got to self-service! So bad that when Mr B is in the toilet taking his own sweet time, I just felt like dashing in to get him out or even bringing a big boy like him to female toilet cause there wasn’t any male teacher around who I can asked to help.

So at the end of the day, during returning trip when Miss W is asleep (FINALLY!) and Mr B who usually ok on bus… I just sat on the chair, too tired to move or talk. “SURRENDER” was written on my forehead… physically surrender to Mr B & mentally surrender to Miss W. =(

*to be continued… testimony!*
(what made all the day’s tiredness worth it)