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Teacher Finds Her Joy
Today I was reminded of little joys I get from my profession. I will admit that lately I’ve been feeling all frustrated and stuck in a rut (professionally, at least) and I have really been thinking about perhaps shifting gears and taking on a job that will allow me to bring home a bigger paycheck. But then I gave it some thought and I realized that where else can I get a job that will allow me to have the schedule I have now and the freedom to take on different types of tasks and roles?
Then out of the blue, one of my students texted me and told me that her heart was so full today and that she was very happy. Although it wasn’t me that did that for her, I realized, that feeling that she has, that’s what I feel when I see my kids graduate and become their own people. I love how our conversations evolve from theoretical concepts to more lived experiences. I find joy in being a part of all of that. I also love it when they feel comfortable to talk to me about issues such as how to handle their relationships, whether or not weight loss pills are advisable and what to do about certain things that they go through. While I do maintain a comfortable distance from them, I realized that I find joy in letting them be part of my life as well
And so for now, at least, I think I still belong in the classroom. Correction: I KNOW this is where I belong.
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Dear Students…
Dearest Students,
Well, well, well….here we go again with my little letters, yes? Sigh. You know, I truly, truly love teaching, but sometimes you guys make me feel stretched to my limits. Please remember that I am still human and I still get angry and frustrated from time to time, okay? I try not to ask for much, and I try to be as patient and understanding as possible so please try, at the very least, to at least come to class when you’re supposed to.
Ktnxbai.
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Still The Same
Today I met up with my college friends and I couldn’t help but smile at how much we are still the same when we get together. Perhaps a wee bit mellow, and though our styles more sophisticated (yes, even the guys…more formal compared to the urban clothes they used to wear) deep down inside we’re still the simple teenagers that met many, many years ago.
It was in the university that we first met, and it’s interesting to note that back then, I had sworn to be the first to shift out of our course to go into Psychology because I had no intentions of teaching, but, well…things changed and I found myself in the teaching profession haha. I guess it really is where I was supposed to be, huh? And today, I still found that same old Teacher Ria who I got to know in college. We even got to laughing about I still am the non-confrontational and compliant me that they got to know back then (yes, my friends are very headstrong and determined). It was a fun night
And yes, after 12 years, we are still the same and for that I am grateful
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Things I’ll Never Understand: Road Edition
Today as I was driving home I was inspired (errr…I don’t know if inspired is the best term, but, heck, I’ll go with it haha!) to list down some things I’ll never understand. Where did this come from, you may ask. Well…lately I’ve been saying that to myself. While I often try to understand and make sense of what’s going on around me, try as I may, there are some that remain unexplainable. Mind you…I’m not talking about astrophysics here, but common every day occurrences. Let me put it in context….
Today as I was driving home, I once again got caught in traffic. Why? Because of people who keep insisting on making a salubong or counterflowing in our very very tiny roads.
Secondly…I’ll never understand why traffic enforcers think ignoring the stop light and manually directing traffic is more efficient.
Third, I can’t understand for the life of me why so many road diggings have to be done at the same time….and over and over again. I swear you have to know all the side streets just to avoid such bottlenecks. Sad thing is, even with one of those nuvi 465t gps systems, you’d probably be caught in traffic because of, you guessed it, more road repairs. I’d think that if they’d do road diggings on one side of the major thoroughfares they’d keep the back streets free first, right? But no….
Lastly, I’ll never, never understand why drivers thing weaving from one lane to another (when it’s traffic, more specifically) can get them to their destination faster. Then again, one car ahead is still one car ahead right?
Yes, this is my way of dealing with road frustration…better than road rage, right? Haha. Gnyty folks.
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What’s in A Name?
Yesterday over lunch, I was chatting via text messages with a dear friend of mine and we had a somewhat interesting and funny exchange about names because there was a birthday party going on in the resto I was in and the celebrant had, well, a kinda funny name. So I told my friend about it and she goes, I have a cousin with that name (toink…foot in mouth!) haha. Then again , it was indeed a sorta funny sounding name then I go, if for some crazy reason I decide to name my kids funny in the future, please toink me. Then again, when the time came I’d like to name my kids Nicholas or Chloe. Those sound nice, right? Haha.
Seriously though, as a preschool teacher I’ve heard all sorts of weird, strange and downright “what-the-heck-were-your-parents-thinking” names. Yes, granted they’re not my kids and that it’s one’s prerogative to name their kids, but sometimes I want to tell parents to be more mindful about their choices. I mean, how would you feel if you were named after a pair of womens boots for example? Or a strange sounding concept? More importantly, what if your first and last names kinda had a double meaning to it? I remember reading not too long ago about how a woman’s nickname translated to the woman’s reproductive organ in a foreign language.
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