Nope!! I'm not writing about YOU...Not yet!! Though OUR end is also getting nearer..LOL!!
I'm writing about my first year of teaching experience. We're almost there..towards the end of the school year. I should be happy..but I'm actually having mixed emotions. As I prepare the things of my students this afternoon, to be distributed in the coming week, I couldn't help it. Yup..I couldn't help the tears!! I ended up not finishing what I was supposed to do. I went out of my classroom trying to divert my attention. I can't believe I was able to finish one year of teaching those kids. We've been together for 10 months, 5 days a week, 6 hours a day. Uh huh!!..10 months!! It really sounds like a long time.. But let me tell you..when you're havin fun 10 months is freakin short.
When I'm asked why I want to teach, I usually answer "Because I want to touch more lives. I want to make a difference." Sounds like a million-dollar-question-in-a-beauty-pageant, eh?? But yup..that's the truth!! I reaaally want to touch more lives. Suprisingly, my students and the other kids touched my life way mooooore than I expected. Seeing their happy faces everyday, hearing their laughs..even their whines and cries became music to my ears, their hugs and kisses became my cure and comfort when I was (and still am) broken hearted.
When I want to think of something else other than the pain I was going through, when I want to stop the tears everytime I think of YOU..It was the kids who got my attention rather than wallowing in my sadness. They're more appreciative and easy to please. Even the littlest things I've done for them..they show their appreciation. Even during the times when they thought I was mad at them..it was just because I wanted them to learn. Even when I was having a bad day..they just don't know how glad I was to be with them. Even when I got hurt during our struggles when they threw tantrums..it was still nothing.
Anyways..I just hope I've made a difference in their lives. I hope I was able to touch their lives as much as they touched mine. I hope I made a mark once in their life. I hope they can still remember me, even if they're already grown ups.
As I face the end of the school year and the start of the summer, I know, detaching myself from them will be really tough. The 10 months has a looot of good and happy memories that I will treasure for the rest of my life.
~To Nica, Anya, Joshua, Jamil, Miggy (I will miss ya'll!..)
