if i may say so myself, i think this is one flattering character portrait i took of zhaofa. the way he's positioned, implying to the viewer that he's in charge. the way the drum set is strategically placed behind him. the way his shadow is artistically mapped out on the wall. cool, right? hey, i can't be accused of being narcissistic since this isn't a photo of me. heh

zf is one of the rare breed who knows exactly what he wants and channels his energies towards his goals. he works hard at fostering class unity, even going as far as to be willing to pay for the bbq pit the crappies is using in june. he almost single-handedly designed the class blog, despite the fact that everyone else was stressed over exams and the blog was the least of their concerns. on the other hand, he seemed to take a perverse pride in the fact that he couldn't be bothered to study for most of his subjects.

i can't say i approve of his nonchalant attitude towards studies but i dig the way he's living his life unapologetically.

his peers will comment that he's a racist, something which he has admitted himself. guess this is where my immaturity as a teacher comes in. i'm not ready to ask him why he's a racist and persuade him to change for the better. what if i can't find the words to convince him thoroughly? die. lose face.

so i remember the incident in which he painstakingly helped an indian classmate to finish her d&t project although he must have been hard pressed for time himself. maybe this is my way of glossing over my inadequacies as a teacher. haha