on teaching...

i hate becoming a teacher, i hate facilitating learning to people i do not know... but perhaps it was serendipity that brought me to where i am now... many circumstances pulled me in the instutute i am working with and a lot of reasons made stay...

when I was taking my major course, everytime our teacher would tackle about teaching i secretly murmur that i will not become a teacher, hahahaha.... i would not be like my mom.. i witnessed how she tries to make her voice louder, writes in blackboards using cough - causing chalks and stays awake until midnight just to check papers and compute grades.. now! who wants to be a teacher? who wants to be a teacher if you are paid for a minimum of only Php6000? those were questions which answers i never planned to seek because i will never become a teacher! but here i am ... writing this stuff inside our faculty room - killing the time, displaying my thoughts about the profession i tought i never would be; how ironic! how paradoxical! this is life!

everyone is called to become someone in a society. either for a short time or for good. we have callings and maybe one of mine is facilitating  learning - waking minds, calling attentions and criticing innocent but fresh works... this is my calling as of now but i do not know in the next years; only God knows..

 i realized that teaching is a gift even in a simple conversation with a friend, teaching is present. in this country, teaching is considered a low rank position just because of salary issues however, many still have the passion to share knowledge and coordinate instructions to hundreds of minds.