Education

In my current job as an educator, I had much expectations at how demanding it is in terms of time, effort and even patience. Sometimes, it makes me think and compare how easy my work was as a copywriter, having the time to just sit back and write as my thoughts soared, but then it also convinces me that this job allows me to share more and explore more to be part of the development of the students I care for. This way, the job also allows me to learn so much more and explore more of what I am capable of. Both jobs do not sit well on my body clock, both jobs drove me to wake up at 2 AM just to get everything settled and done when the actual work hours start. I have made my choice and I wouldn't want to have chosen otherwise.

Now that I am a teacher, I remembered how my aunts used to take painstaking hours doing their lesson plans, quizzes and exams and even their tedious methods of computing every student's grade/rating. Now that I am in the position of continuing this noble but unspoken and undeclared calling, which my family seem to be part of, I wanted to give more as I always did in every task I was given.

This may not mean anything to my young students, but I take this job very seriously. I just hope they listen more. It is somehow painful to see that all those efforts be put to waste because I may have overlooked the importance of catching their attention. It is often a source of frustration on my part that I find it a bit challenging to make students interested in my discussions, especially when the subject I teach is perhaps very far from their interests. They would rather love to study about science and math than study social issues, history and home economics. This is a challenge I am willing to rule out. I am laying out many ways on how to make the "uninteresting" somehow relatable and "interesting" to these young minds' taste. I have to. I need to. I shall will them to learn. That is a promise.

I have surpassed many challenges in my academic life, I know this is but another challenge that will mark my sleeve. The only difference is that if I pull it off, I served my purpose and that the young minds I nurture will gain much more.