This has probably been the longest time I've gone without a blog. Maybe not, but it feels like it. I couldn't blame it on anything because it's only now that I'm adjusting to teaching.
I've been studying Education for a while now, but actually teaching, children especially, gave me a whole new respect for all of my previous teachers. The Know-it-all, elderly agents I've trained during my Philamlife days cannot hold a torch against 38 Grade 3 pupils. My last boss, who can make me grit my teeth in frustration at least once every week, is nothing compared to the demands of 9-year olds.
I've told hundreds of stories about the things that happened in my life during the time I was working and so deep into the corporate world. I've only started teaching and I can already tell you dozens of stories about the children. What they are like, if they are shy, noisy, boisterous or smart. I can tell you the the inexplicable feeling of gladness or happiness when two bullies in my class finally learned how to get all the prime factors of a number. And then, there's this story of a boy eating at KFC immediately after class. Or the fire drills where I was the last one to get out of the room and almost had a laughing fit when I saw a pile of six 9-year old boys in the corridor. Another story was when I almost lost my patience and nearly humiliated half of the class with their very low scores. I felt guilty for hours after that. Good thing I was able to redeemed myself with a game for the children to play.
Almost everyday, I will stumble in our living room, tired, and worn out, but one cannot really describe the satisfaction one get in teaching, in seeing children learn something new, and in hearing the innocent remarks children make.
I used to have big doubts about my second career.
I don't have it now.
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