The school year is about to end but the aroma, together with the sweet taste of the recent school days is yet around. I can still feel the refreshing gentle cares of soft little fingers of innocent lads and gals who have been staying beside me for ten months. Ten months is quite long but inevitably felt short for a heart that is bursting with love and enthusiasm – both in teaching and in mingling – with the young people of elasticity, serendipity, and still of chastity.
So as the saying goes – “Life goes slow without love. It moves along unhurried. The sun rises. The sun goes down.”
Indeed it is a fine and fresh morning for I was able to lead a group of young generation once again to a path to tread which I know somehow someday may make them a man of dignity and honor and somehow someday may make them a pride of their own families. They need to depart physically but their hearts surely will stay forever.
Teaching is my life. The thrill and excitement of enhancing one’s knowledge, skill and abilities are those enveloping me each time I wake up at dawn – cheering the students’ lives up, tuning their future in, and molding their weak minds up to make dynamic for them to keep coping up, holding on, and moving on despite life’s barriers and turbulences.
Life is a struggle. Admit impediments for its what makes life so real. It is the food flavor. It is the spice. It gives thrill. It is entirely the field where we are. Yet we may see each one gradually working individually but with a common goal. We seek not the good but the best. Anyway, opportunities are always provided around. We build the country. We build the future.
The classroom observations are enormous challenges to face. Challenges are opportunities. It all depends upon the teacher how he sees himself. The sunflower faces the sun and never ever dare glancing at tis own shadow. It merrily cheers with the sunlight and smartly turns its back to the dark and negative. Besides, there is nothing constant in this world except change; hence change for the better or for the best!
Moreover, it is even flabbergasting that I have to take note if this: There is a constant breakthrough in the field and we are but drifted. It is no more time to stay abyss.
By: Edna F. Bautista | Teacher III | Bataan National High School | Balanga City, Bataan
