

I miss this so much :)


When I first saw her, I was so intimidated. Her old-fashioned image made me feel uncomfortable to ask or to tell something which would clarify my thoughts. The first day was a full of anxious moments thinking and asking myself, “Is she the one who would teach me until March?” I paused for a moment….
Regular classes have started. I went to school at exactly 6: 20 AM. It was so different because I used to wake up late. She told me that our first class is very dull and most of the students are absent. I was surprised by what she uttered. We went to the class and faced reality. I first observed her class in the days that passed. I saw her strategies and way of teaching. I wasn’t expecting that she, in her old-age would not be the traditional type of teacher. Her unique way of teaching is so much impressive because she is able to reach her students with difficulty in learning the language. Her classes start at 6:30 AM until 11:00 AM. I cannot believe how she handles classes with consistency, to think that she only has few minutes to prepare for the next class and she doesn’t have time to rest.
My cooperating teacher is my second mom. Yes. I frequently called her Ma’am but her distinct likeness would still be a mother who guides me in the path that I’m taking. She is very eager to teach and impart to me what she has. In every class that we have, there are always new things I learn and understand. She has provided me with bulk of knowledge that I can use when I’m in the field. Ma’am Casiano is not an ordinary person to me. She is my eyes in the dark side of my pathway. She directs me to the world of unknowns and helps me understand all the vague concepts that I may encounter.
My dear mentor will always be a precious stone that everyone is longing for. She was made firm by her experiences. Her effective way of teaching is truly admirable. Her dedication in teaching is something irreplaceable. I idolize her so much and I truthfully hope that I could fill in her footsteps in a very rough side road and I’ll be able to make my own.
"A teacher affects eternity; he can never tell where his influence stops."
I woke up one morning and all things have changed. It seems that the last four years are the memories of yesterday and this day is the time to face the truth; the truth that will never be a dream that you could wake up if u wish to get out from it.
When I was preparing my visual aids, I thought for a while and anticipated about what would happen. Honestly, I wanted to be a teacher who is terror and evil. lol. I wanted to be respected and looked up by my students. I wasn’t expecting that all these things were just a false fact.
I was trembling during my first encounter with my new students. They are very intimidating although they belong in a lower section. I discussed my topic and all of them listened. I tried to be cruel but I can’t explain why I couldn’t do it. My students are very sweet and thoughtful. You cannot search for flaws that will make you get angry with them. Sometimes I’m strict but most of the time, I let them do whatever they want provided that they will do whatever I ask.
I’m handling 3-6, 3-7, 3-14 and 3-15. These classes cannot be replaced by the most intelligent class in OCNHS. They easily touched my heart that made me decide to impart and provide them what I know.
So far, I’m really delighted that I can control the class when my time starts. I could see that they are very enthusiastic to learn new things. I promised myself that I will give them all they need that will make them better and functional citizens of our country.--too broad isn’t it? Lol. Presently, I have known that you cannot apply the same strategy in every class that you have. Since some of them are marginal learners, I resolutely believe that we should do activities that will reach their raw understandings about the language. Furthermore, I’m very glad that I’m able to touch their lives by the pieces of advice that I give.
I can still remember my student who asked me something about his life and he seeks help from me. I‘ve given all the pieces of advice that he can use throughout his life. He thanked me and trusted me to be his personal counselor. I cannot believe that I have the ability to strengthen the hidden emotions of my students. I learned to be transparent so that my students can reach me.
This experience cannot be substituted by the most precious thing in this world. It makes me blissful and it strengthens my passion in teaching.