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Looking back on my teacher days

When asked to introduce myself, I usually say, I was a Math teacher. I always say that because I am proud to be a teacher. And I do feel happy remembering my teacher life.

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Yes, I was a Math teacher. I taught for two years in the school where I graduated elementary and high school. Being co-teachers with my former teachers was one of the things I see as an accomplishment in life haha. Yea, it was heartwarming to teach alongside the teachers who taught me the basics in school and in life. Of course I also had young co-teachers, many of us were fresh graduates from college, and that made it easier for us to relate with each other and become good friends!

I experienced many things in my two years of teachingโ€” I taught Math to Grade 5, 6, and 8 students, tried teaching music, arts, play, and other stuff to Preschool Education college students, coached for Math contests, revived the Math Club, joined storytelling contests, read children’s story books to students and teachers on random days, launched my Encouragement Project, played ukulele during events, sort-of mentored practicum students in teaching, made friends with my fellow teachers and staff, enjoyed being a supportive adviser to Grade 6-Industry for their dance and sports endeavors, and many many more! Hayyy, looking back on those good days always makes my heart flutter. I truly love teaching, I really do. I love sharing my time, efforts, knowledge, ideas, and whatever I have to people who might benefit from it. Oh, indeed, I miss teaching!

Writing this confirms in my heart that indeed, teaching is my thing. It is what I love doing. It is what I would want to do even with little pay. It is what I want to be doing when I grow old. I hope I could go back to teaching someday. ๐Ÿ™‚

You may ask, What triggered these thoughts, Jas? Don’t you enjoy your work as a Bible translator?

Haha, not that I do not enjoy my present work. I enjoy translating, yes, it’s true. I also like the relationship I have with my teammates and with our consultant. It’s just that uhm, well, okay. I visited my school today and bonded with my favorite teacher. She toured me in the school, and the memories, plus the feelings, just came rushing in! The school environment made me excited. The people, the place, the atmosphere! Haaaaay.

Since I left teaching, many have asked what I will do now with my Math skills. I always say, we’ll see. I might go back to teaching someday. Let me just finish this project. I really like this project that I’m working on that’s why I cannot let it go. ๐Ÿ™‚ We’ll see, guys. If teaching is meant for me, I will surely go back to teaching. Someday. Don’t you worry, friends.

Again, don’t get me wrong. I love what I do now as a translator. Teaching and translating are two things I cannot compare. They are special in their own ways. Maybe my emotions were just triggered haha. I guess, I am just being raw and honest right now. Obviously, this is just how I feel right now. Ooooh haha.

Why so defensive, Jas? Hahaha.

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Usapang pangarap

Di ako makatulog, gising pa ang diwa ko. Binalikan ko tuloy yung 100 dreams na sinulat ko dati. Hindi pa kumpleto yun, 98 pa lang. May ilang natupad na, merong muntik-muntikan, meron ding medyo malayo pa sa katotohanan.

Nung bata ako, pangarap kong maging teacher. Natupad ang pangarap kong yun–nagturo ako ng Math, pero dalawang taon lang. Oo alam ko, nakakabitin talaga. Hindi naman sa ayaw ko nang magturo, may iba lang akong gustong gawin at aralin ngayon.

Ang totoo, bukod sa Math, pangarap ko ring magturo ng Bible. Pero di ko masyadong pinagkakalat. Sasabihin ko na lang pag final answer na. ๐Ÿ˜‰

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I need rest

I am tired. Physically and emotionally. My body aches, maybe because of my wrong position in bed. I feel sleepy, maybe because of our overnight swimming last Sunday followed by a Monday full of events and stories packed with all the emotions we can feel.

Okay, let me unpack that Monday’s events. My bestfriend and I went to the campus because she is now a dormer, and I am happy for her. Yey! We arranged things in her room and excitedly thought of her coming dorm days. Next, we went to her college and met with a common friend. After our conversations and our hellos and goodbyes, we decided we need to eat. We rode a jeepney to Philcoa, got a little confused with the new route, walked some steps, and finally ate chickenjoy while talking about some hanash in life haha. After feeling a little bit recharged, we visited our highschool Math teacher and talked with her family while waiting for our turn to enter her room. We had a really little time to talk with her, but in my heart, I cherish those few minutes. We prayed for her and for her family before leaving the hospital. We then hurriedly went to a theater to watch Pagsambang Bayan The Musical, felt some terror and got our thoughts evoked by the play. Before going home, we had a light dinner at Chowking with my family and shared some stories and laughter haha. We then tried to sum up our thoughts and emotions for the day during our bus ride on our way home. It was indeed a full day, we agreed. Thank God for the strength we had for that Monday! We went home with our hearts full. โค

And then came the news about my highschool Math teacher. I was already asleep, in fact, I was already dreaming, when my bestfriend called and told me to go online. And so I did.ย  How generous of my teacher’s daughter to share with us her mother’s last moments through a video call. She was asking us to give our last words to our teacher, who was also our coach in the Math contests we competed way back in highschool. I was speechless. The news wasn’t sinking in. My bestfriend was crying. I felt nothing. I don’t know what to feel. I don’t know what to say. I was literally speechless. The video call ended. I managed to compose my words of thanks to my teacher and sent it to her daughter. I was asked to read it to her over the phone. I cried as I did.

My mind was wandering after the phone call. I was not sleepy anymore, and thought of doing some stuff for my work. Next thing I know, it was already Tuesday morning.

Many things have happened and it’s difficult to process them all. I was not that productive today, I spent most of my time sleeping. My sister said I have overslept the whole day. But hey, I slept for many hours today because I need to replace my lack of sleeping hours last Sunday. And so I needed to sleep haha. But maybe she was right. Maybe that’s one of the reason I feel exhausted.ย  Or maybe not. Maybe I just can’t process everything. I need space. To think. To feel. To breathe. Or maybe I just feel pressured because I still have no outputs for my work for two days now. Also, my laundry basket is haunting me, even my bags in my room are bugging me. I feel guilty because I have not been doing anything about my work and my chores this week. Hayyy.

I need rest. Not just some hours of sleep, but real rest.ย  As I typed this entry’s title, Matt 11:28 instantly came to mind. “Come to me all you who are tired and heavy laden, and I will give you rest.” And then the lyrics of a song we sang in our youth choir started to play, “Come unto me, I will give you rest. Take my yoke upon you, hear me and be blessed. I am meek and lowly, come and trust my might for my yoke is easy and my burden is light.”

O Jesus, I need rest. Restore my strength that I may do all that is required of me, and other things that I want to do for you. Renew my strength that I may live life to the fullest. Dami talagang ganaps, tulungan nyo po akong makabalik on track. Thank you Jesus. Aasahan ko po ang pahinga at panibagong lakas na ibibigay niyo. Amen.

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Friday of Thanks

Thank You Lord for this day! Thank You for helping me finish my long overdue assignments. Thank You for my kwentuhan with Ate Mai. Thank You for TFP’s email, my heart really jumped for joy! Thank You because I am now one step closer to coming back to teaching. Thank You for friends who rejoiced with me as I update them with this good news. Thank You for their expressed support and for their willingness to be a part of my application journey! Thank You for their moral support, Lord. Thank You for opening this door to me. Thank You!

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Sofa Thoughts

Humiga ako sa sofa kanina at pagpikit ko, maraming bumalik na alaala.

Naalala ko nung humiga ako sa faculty lounge namin sa school kasi masama ang pakiramdam ko. May nakakita sa aking ibang teacher at sinumbong ako sa coordinator ko. Nung nasa clinic na ako, pinagsabihan ako ng coordinator ko na wag na akong hihiga doon para walang masabi ang iba. Dumiretso na lang daw ako sa clinic pag di okay ang pakiramdam ko. Simula nun, napadalas na ang paghiga ko sa clinic hehe.

Naalala ko tuloy yung araw na pumasok ako kahit hinang-hina ako. Na-guilty ako kasi pangatlong araw na akong absent, at huli na kami sa lessons, e kailangan nang mag-quiz. Kaya pumasok ako. Pero akala ko lang pala kaya ko na. Halos kakaupo ko lang sa classroom, naramdaman ko agad ang hilo. Ayun, balik clinic. Di ko na ikukwento anong nangyari pababa galing sa Room 501. Basta, okay naman na ako hehe.

Naalala ko tuloy yung mga araw na nasa school ako at nagtuturo. Nakaka-miss. Noon, parang tuloy-tuloy lang ang mga araw, hindi ko nararamdamang nagtatrabaho ako. Basta para lang akong nabubuhay. Ibig kong sabihin, nung nagtuturo ako, dama kong masaya na ako sa ganung buhay. I felt like I’m living the life I want. At palagay ko naman, yun din ang buhay na gusto ng Diyos para sa akin nung mga panahong yun. Seryoso. Ewan ko lang ngayon. Hehe. Darating din tayo diyan.

Naalala ko tuloy yung sabi ni Ate Love sa akin dati, “May iba-iba tayong calling sa ibat-ibang panahon.” Something ganun. At in fairness, sang-ayon ako sa kanya. Saan kaya ako tatawagin sa susunod? ๐Ÿ™‚

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If your gift is teaching, devote yourself to teaching

This is really my call. I know. I am sure.
I am called to teach the Word of God to the people.
In order to do this faithfully, I myself should study God’s Word deeply. And then live it out.

Teaching Math. Yeah, I also love this, butโ€ฆ
I want to teach not just Math. I want to be a teacher of many things.
I want to teach music and arts. I want to tell stories. I want to share the Word of God.

The question is How?
How can I be a teacher of many things, especially, a teacher of God’s Word?
Will that be more feasible if I become a public school teacher?

What if I take up Master of Arts in Biblical Studies?
Then I could learn more about the Bible and might be allowed to teach Bible subjects in Harris.
There I could also teach Math, music, and arts!

What about our dream library?
Would it really be a reality?
I hope so, and I believe I could be a teacher of many things in that library.

Let’s go back to the public school.
There I could teach Math and values and other life lessons.
I might inspire more students coz indeed there are more children in public schools than anywhere else.

What should I do now?
I don’t know the answer, Lord. I really don’t know.
Where are you leading me? What do you want me to do for You?

*Daily Prompt: Passionate

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Farewell Song

Times like this when I am missing my school days as a student and as a teacher, and would just want to spend my time reminiscing, this song – our school’s farewell song – ย would always come to mind. Singing this to myself brings all those sweet memories back to life. ๐Ÿ™‚

It hurts and pains my heart
To leave sweet memories back
To part and bid goodbye
To friends I truly love

But I have to face the world
Go out and try to survive
To act on the stage of life
And to perform my part

Let’s cherish all sweet memories
Let us forget what might have been
The fun, the jokes we have shared
Tears of joy we’ll remember

From my heart to you, my dear friend
May this parting be not the end
We’ll be together in dreams and in prayers
And let’s remember friends are forever

Till then, till we meet again
My dear friends

I miss being in school. I miss my classmates and teachers then. I miss my students and my co-teachers. I miss my school life. I miss FCPC. I miss my dear friends – the friends I truly love. โค

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