As a kid, I dreamt of being a journalist, to scribble my thoughts and to take the pleasure out of writing. My soul needs pen and paper to conquer the world. But it didn’t materialize. Sooner, when I was a sophomore, Fictitiously, I imagined myself being a NUN. Oh yes. Believe it. I was heartbroken. And the only resort I have is convent and rosaries. Nonetheless, you have to serve God wholeheartedly. Not just because you're being dumped by a useless guy.
Come over, College. I took up I.T(Information Technology). Fascinated with the wonders of bits and processors. I survived. But something's missing. I don't know. I just feel empty.
After 3 jobs I don't really like. Data Operator. Supervisor. Web Article Editor.
I end up being a TEACHER.
Of all the jobs that I ever imagined. Teaching isn't included.
But life is pretty weird sitcom. (Which I don't find it funny at all.) I accepted the fact that I am now an EDUCATOR.
Oh gosh. It gives me shiver.
Teaching? Like a roller-coaster. I have this ups and downs. It's a love-hate relationship. You have to be selfless in this kind of job. Amidst of colds, coughs and laziness, you have to think of your student's welfare. You are working 24/7. You need to see their progress. And not just like a 8-5 session teacher.
You're the shock absorber.
You're the confidante.
You're the crying shoulder.
You're the surrogate parent.
It's the most unrecognized job. Underrated. Unappreciated.
But with these responsibilities. Those hard work.
It's Priceless.
There's no Einstein nor Plato nor Confucius without a Teacher.
top that!
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