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PS Week<br />

I JOINED THE PUBLIC<br />

SERVICE because… I was<br />

inspired by all the caring,<br />

sincere and nurturing<br />

teachers I have had in my<br />

life. They had such great<br />

passion for their profession<br />

and were full of life, and I<br />

wanted to be just like them.<br />

Then and now<br />

I have gone through several<br />

key milestones in my 21-year<br />

career as a teacher. I started<br />

out as a mother-tongue<br />

language teacher teaching<br />

the Malay language, and<br />

Civic and Moral Education.<br />

Besides teaching, my job was<br />

also to help pupils discover<br />

more about their language,<br />

traditions and heritage, and<br />

how all that fi t within the<br />

unique Singapore culture.<br />

Since then, I have taken<br />

advantage of the numerous<br />

opportunities and generous<br />

support provided by the<br />

Ministry of Education to<br />

upgrade myself – through<br />

training, study leave to<br />

pursue higher education<br />

and various mentoring<br />

86<br />

1980s<br />

MR MOHAMED KHIR BIN<br />

MOHD SAPUAN<br />

Senior Teacher,<br />

Corporation Primary School,<br />

Ministry of Education<br />

Joined: June 1988<br />

programmes – and am now<br />

a teacher developer. This<br />

means that I mentor trainee<br />

teachers, untrained teachers<br />

and new appointment holders<br />

in my school and beyond.<br />

The image of the Public<br />

Service has certainly gone<br />

through a transformation. If<br />

Public Service was previously<br />

associated with “iron rice<br />

bowl” and “nine to fi ve”,<br />

today’s Public Service is<br />

associated with quality service<br />

and customer orientation.<br />

My fondest memory<br />

It was a day in 2004. I was<br />

enjoying my usual cup<br />

of coffee at my favourite<br />

sarabat stall in Pahang Street<br />

when I realised there was a<br />

large man seated at a table<br />

nearby staring intensely at<br />

me. Just as I was about to<br />

leave, he came and placed<br />

a big hand on my shoulder. I<br />

was stunned and wondered<br />

if this meant trouble. The<br />

man politely asked me for my<br />

name. As soon as I said it, he<br />

just grabbed me and hugged<br />

me! It turned out that he<br />

was one of my ex-students<br />

from the 1990s. Only then<br />

did I recognise him as the<br />

student who almost gave up<br />

on his studies and himself,<br />

but changed his mind after I<br />

had intervened. He thanked<br />

me for having confi dence in<br />

him – for making him the class<br />

leader despite his reputation.<br />

More importantly, I had taught<br />

him to read. I am glad to have<br />

made a difference to him.<br />

Short-sleeved shirt and khaki jacket - Celio

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