Teaching is a Vocation

Choosing a college course was one of the toughest tasks I encountered before entering college. But there could never be tougher than enrolling and finishing the course that was never been including in your long list of choices.
Teaching is not the profession I dreamed for myself. I have dreamed to be someone sitting in a swivel chair selling advice and services to affluent individuals and businessmen of this country, giving terms of assurance about financial information to private corporations, financial industry, and various government bodies and securing the financial status of certain individuals and businesses.
I entered teaching profession for a duty and obligation rather than for a vocation. I had a lot of struggles and troubles on my first month… no two months… no… I think, first seven months of teaching. Yes, I enjoyed, but only when I was not inside the classroom. There were days that I do not feel like entering the classroom because I do not know how to introduce my lessons in a way that my pupils will find it interesting. Every time I would give an activity it was my burden to sustain their interests throughout the period. I easily get hurt whenever some of them would start to lose interest on the activity, I would think that what I gave to them was not that exciting. Whenever I would hear them complaining about me, about my negativities, I feel like giving up. I got upset when they could not comprehend my lessons though I had explained it in the best that I could. I always felt irritated with their uncontrolled noises that I would keep on shouting them and letting those impish pupils stand at the back of the classroom throughout the period and I would even let some of them stay outside the classroom. I do not know but every time I entered the class all I could think was they do not like me, that I could not be a good teacher to them. I really felt sad because before I started teaching them I believed I was somebody, but when I was in front of them I felt like nobody with nothing to contribute to their learning. How many times I examined myself but I could not point out the main problem.
It was then during the long Christmas vacation when I found out what is missing in my teaching profession. I was checking their seat works, the one given to them when I was a week absent. They were asked to write a page of what they have learned from my class. Before I read I was expecting that they havewritten the different topics and lessons of my subject that they have mastered. But on my surprise, most of the papers talk about me. How much they love me and appreciated all the activities and games I gave to them. How they enjoyed every minute of Mathematics period. There was one who said that I was one of the best and intelligent teachers she had. Almost all of the papers contain the three nicest words, “I LOVE YOU”.
Just right after I read all the papers when I realized that the problem is with me. It was me who could not appreciate them. It made clear to me that “Love” and ‘‘Acceptance” were the one missing for seven months I was teaching them, love for my work, love for my pupils and accepting their weaknesses.
The school year has ended and I realized that by being a teacher I also attained my dream as an accountant. Only that in teaching I am not dealing with wealthy individuals and businessmen but with children who are rich in dreams and ambitions. An accountant deals in securing money matters of individuals but a teacher deals in securing a meaningful and beautiful future of young individuals.
Teaching is my calling from GOD. I know a one -school -year experience in Hope Christian School will be a big help for me to carry out with joy the mission GOD has given me.

Team RP: Do You Want to Know Where Your Money Goes?

Dear Friends and Fellow Filipinos,

Good day to you! :)

In light of the recent spate of scandals and allegations of corruption in our government, we at Team RP believe that the call for Truth and Accountability in our government should not stop in the investigations that are being conducted by our Senate, Ombudsman and our Judicial System but this should also be complemented with a push for a Philippine Access to Information Law that would help prevent future graft and corruption practices by many of our government officials from happening again. By enacting this law, ordinary Filipinos will now be able to access public documents which would narrate what kind of agreements our government enters into on behalf of the Filipino people and at the same time show us how our public funds are spent. This will increase transparency in our government and will further hold our government leaders and officials accountable for their actions.

In line with this, we are launching a Signature Campaign to help convince our lawmakers towards prioritizing the immediate passing and implementation of this law. Here is Team RP's petition on pushing for a Philippine Access to Information Law:

"Secrecy breeds irregularity, fraud and crime. It allows chicanery, graft and corruption… A democracy based on ignorance, on misinformation, on conjectures, on suspicion is doomed to fail. The more enlightened the people have, the more guarantee there is for their success in their collective enterprises, and in the fulfillment of their social aspirations and purposes."

From the de Venecia-Lozada expose, the Hello Garci scandal and the Spratlys mind-boggler to the North and South Rail questions, events of the recent past clearly highlight how very little we know about the workings of our government, how much difficulty is involved in getting truth to come out and how, albeit fundamental in any republican and democratic state that the government is accountable to the public, we Filipinos are in reality denied direct access to our government institutions and our public servants. As a country that prides itself with democracy, it strikes us with a disquieting reality that we Filipinos have no real access to information to empower us to properly and actively participate in governance.

We in TEAM RP believe that in order for there to be a responsible citizenry that can actively and meaningfully craft the future of the country, there is a need to give teeth to the policy of full public disclosure and the right of the people to be informed as contained in the fundamental law of the land. Moreover, we are aware that if people, especially those who have been bypassed by development, are unaware of laws and procedures for availing themselves of their entitlements or of mechanisms they can use to remedy their plight, then they will always remain poor.

Let us call on our lawmakers to make top priority the passage of a Philippine Access to Information Law which, subject to reasonable and clearly outlined conditions, ensures unfettered access of the people to information of public concern, including government transactions involving public interest.

We urge our lawmakers, let us not delay this any further.



If you support our petition and call for the passage of a Philippine Access to Information Law, you can join and help us in any of the following ways:

a.) Sign our petition online by emailing "I Support the Campaign for a Philippine Access to Information Law" together with your complete name and contact information to team.rp.pail@ gmail.com

b.) Forward this email to your friends and post this email in your website, blog, friendster, multiply or facebook account for all your friends to read.

c.) Volunteer for our campaign and help us get more Filipinos to sign our petition. If you want to volunteer and help, you can email Karen Naranjo at k_ren_naranjo@ yahoo.com or you can send her a text message at 0918-9183685. We will send you copies of our petition so you can also help gather signatures in your school, office or organization.

Thank you for your time in reading this email. We hope that you will consider joining Team RP's movement for Truth, Accountability and Reform in our country.

May you have a pleasant day ahead! :)


Sincerely,

Harvey S. Keh
Chairperson
Team RP

Team RP is an organization of youth leaders and young professionals who working together for Truth, Accountability and Reform in our country. We are part of the Buong Bayan Isinisigaw Tama Na, Itama Na (BUSINA) Movement. We believe that complaining and lambasting our leaders is not enough but we should proactively work towards finding concrete ways to help solve our present problems. As such, Team RP believes that issues should always take precedence over personalities thus, our programs and activities are always geared towards helping build our democratic institutions and furthering the development of every Filipino. If you want to know more about Team RP or join Team RP, please email us at team.rp.official@ gmail.com



[ as tax payers of this country, we are entitled to know where our money goes. Our annual income is being deducted each year by some percentage, thus, it is our right to know how it is being spent by our government officials. We are not exhausting our body for work just to earn money and be corrupted by some irresponsible and dishonest leaders of this country.
Let us help our officials exercise fully the virtue of honesty and transparency. Let us demand our right to have an access to public accounts. ]

PARA SAYO TALAGA ITO! NAAALALA MO PA BA?



Naaalala mo pa ba noon na:

1. diyes lang ang pamasahe, kandong libre pa

2. ang babae lang ang may hikaw

3. ang preso lang ang may tattoo

4. si Erap at FPJ ay sa showbiz section lang ng
dyaryo nababasa

5. ang intindi mo ng LOL ay ULOL imbes na Laughing
Out Loud

6. ARCEGAS at ESCOLTA ang shoppingan sa bansa

7. diyes lang ang isang basong taho

8. at kailangan mong magdala ng sarili mong baso,
kasi wala pang plastic cups noon si manong na
magtataho

9. chocnut, bukayo at kending vicks ang
pinag-gagastusan mo ng sinko mo

10. Sarsi with egg ang pampataba at star margarine,
at matamis na bao sa umaga.

11. nagkaka-kalyo ka dahil sa type writer pa ang
ginagamit mo para sa school paper mo

12. kaya uso pa noon ang carbon paper

13. at tancho o superman ang pang-ayos mo ng buhok

14. KLIM ang tinitimpla ng nanay mo para sa'yo para
inumin mo bago matulog

15. nakakapag-grocery ka na 20 piso lang ang dala

16. anim na numero lang ang kailangan mong tandaan
para tawagan ang kaibigan mo

17. computer cards ang iyung tinutupi para maging
barilbarilan

18. singkwenta sentimos lang ang songhits

19. pango pa si Vilma

20. kay paeng yabut ka lang naniniwala pag-ukol sa
panahon ang balita

21. sinkwenta sentimos lang ang pa-gupit

22. pinagtatawanan ang kalbo

23. hindi uso ang gusot ang buhok at damit

24. nakakahiya kung nakalitaw ang halfslip ng babae,
ngayon nakadisplay pa ang panty at pusod

25. lalaki pa noon si ernie maceda at senator sonny
osmena

26. hostess pa ang tawag, ngayon GRO na

27. sa escolta ka namimili ng pamasko mo

28. ang mga lola sa kalye umiihi. bukaka lang tapos
hawak ang saya sa likod at harap. patayo pa

29. payat na payattt ka pa noon

30. malago pa ang buhok mo maski na saan

31. Combo pa ang tawag natin sa mga tumutugtog sa
club;
minus one instead of magic mike, lobby lounge o bar
instead
of disco at gamusa bag /shoes instead of suede
.....

Kung naaalala mo pa yan eh ..


ANG TANDA MO NA!




source: yahoo.com

I THOUGHT I FOUND MY BROTHER

I grew up longing for a love and company of a brother.
Maybe I was 4 or 5 years old then when I saw my father shedding tears furtively while reading a letter. I didn't bother to ask my father nor my mother about it. I knew the letter came from my grandmother and my tita who are miles away from us. That moment when I saw him cried didn't matter to me. Not until I heard my parents talking about a boy named "Butch". Since then I could always hear that name. Everytime our relatives come to visit us or we come to visit them I could always hear from them the dialogues, "Kamusta na si Butch?", " Nagsusulat ba siya sa inyo?" or "Siguro malaki na siya ano?" So many times they talked about that boy and it became a big question in my mind then.

Little by little, through the stories I heard from my family and some relatives everything was made clear to me and I had knew who "Butch" is in our life, in my life.

He is my older brother,the oldest of the four of us. He was adopted by my mother's sister who can not bear a child because her husband is impotent and she too is incapable of getting pregnant. My parents expected that they could still have a baby boy after him but it did not happen. My parents are never again blessed of having a son but rather three daughters.

The time when I knew that I have a brother I began to long for him.
I understand why I preferred to have boy than girl playmates when I was a child. Why I chose to make friends with boys when I was in Elementary. Why I feel great and secured when I have guy friends, and I really appreciated it when they let me call them "Kuya". Why I am very attached to boys who show concern and kindness to me.

There were no times that I did not wish to see my brother. Envy, bitterness,and jealous were all I felt when I was in Elementary everytime I could see the older brothers of my classmates went to our school to look for them and pick them after school.

There was a time in my life that I became hopeless of seeing my brother. I had thought seeing him is already a dream. But I never get tired of praying and begging God for it.
And again for how many times, I have proven the generosity and sensitivity of God to our needs. He answered my prayer not by giving back to us my brother but by using two individuals who fulfilled my dream.

Two Jesuit Volunteers went here at Koronadal with a mission of organizing the youth volunteers of pathways to strenghten their spirit of volunteerism in which they succesfully did. They were with us for 10 months and for that short span of time we shared a lot of things and a lot of laughters too.
Affectionately, we used to call them "Kuya Jay" and "Kuya Joe". With the other volunteers, we have made a lot of memories with them that are worth to treasure for.

For how many times we ate our meals together and after that sometimes we would watch a movie or have an idle walk in the street. Sometimes, after work or if we have nothing to do we would play our favorite past time the charades ( kuya jay and kuya joe are really good in it!!).

They have imparted us a lot of bright ideas and insights. They inspired me to continue extending help to individuals whom I know I am able to help. They made me fully realize that happiness and self-fulfillment in life can not be achieved by making yourself rich in money and other material things but rather making yourself rich in inspiring and touching other people lives.

I thank God, though in just 10 months, He made me feel the great feeling of having big brothers which I never experienced before. With Kuya Jay and Kuya Joe I found my lost older brother.

It's not only me that they have inspired and it's not only my life that they have touched but a lot of lives and a lot people.

Their mission has ended. I do not know if I could still see them again. But though they are gone the memories they left and the lot of things and learnings they have shared will always linger. And I will always live with it.

I know I will miss a lot of things and I will miss them a lot. But I know that there is no sense of grieving too much for their lost for I believe, someday, somewhere our paths would cross again.

As what Kuya Jay said, some things in life should be ended so as to give begginings to more beautiful things.

A Masquerade

It was indeed a night of fashion of the Junior and Senior students of the College of Education. It was a dream come true for some, who always dream of being a princess, who looks serene in a starlight- paneled gown, high-heeled strap shoes, genuine glittering jewelries, walking down the aisle toward a colossal ballroom filled with laughter and voices of gentlemen and ladies.

Around 7pm our prom started. It was not as grand as what I have imagined and I may not be wearing a luxuriant gown for it, but then the exciting and memorable parts are still in it, like the candle lighting, community singing, dancing...

The Juniors and Seniors entered the gymnasium at their best.They all looked alluring with their gowns and long sleeves. And they looked more attractive with their distinctive masks. Everyone was excited for the program to start. They were all eager to hear the class history, last will and testament, class prophecy, and of course no one would like to miss the candle lighting and the exchanging of souvenirs, and the disco!!

Set of emotions drawn-out from the faces of the seniors as they were reminiscing some memories as one of them delivered their class history. Everybody got shocked and surprised when their class prophecy was revealed. NDMU should be proud because after 15 years, one of the national legislators, the congressman, the governor, the mayor, a member of sangguniang bayan of this province, the most prominent men and businessmen of this country, high-paid and famous celebrities, models, artists, and well- respected and honored principals and teachers will be coming from this institution specifically from the batch 2006.
But there's nothing more exciting than when the last will and testament was read, it is the part wherein the seniors will turn over their titles to the juniors, like who will be the next Mathematician, the next can-be-trusted council officers, the next ever-requested-hosts, the next campus-head-turner, or the next Newton-Einstein-Galileo-like...Guess what, me with my barkada will inherit the latter title {hope we deserve to have it..:) }

Before the candle lighting and the exchanging of souvenirs started some were recognized and awarded as best in gown, best in attire for men, best in mask, star of the night, and couple of the night, which happened that my two closest friends who were so sweet and looked as best-pair while hosting got it. Our promenade was ended by a disco, where some had the spirit and in the mood of dancing.

The party was over but I know its memories will always linger and it wil be one of the highlights of my stay here in NDMU.

....AT LAST..

i hav my own blog now..:)

anyway, this day calls for a celebration for a special personal reason..:)

just wanted to share wat i had yesterday...

I really had a bad quiz in Educational psychology, I don't know who to blame.., our teacher doesn't give a lecture before he gave the quiz, a pre-test he justified!!, but actually he announced it a week before. I admit I didn't study the topic seriously for I thought after all it's just a pre-test. But he said it will be recorded as our first quiz for this finals..
Is it fair?!

But it's okey, if there's a pre-test there would be a post-test.and before it will come I wil see to it that my brain is fully loaded of Piaget, Vygotsky, chomsky, Erickson, and Gardner's theories (hopefully, my brain has enough space to accomodate them all..hehe..).

Mr. electronics was so kind enough yesterday to give us a break to prepare more before meeting mr. Zener!.(you know, to avoid breakdown!!:)

actually, today i'm still mourning ( i hope i'v used the right word..hehe..) over my damaged mobile phone.! I accidentally dropped it last night on the rocky and dusty road between the soccer and baseball field while we were in our way to mr. livelihood..huhuhu..!!
I really feel pity for my phone. it's repaired already 3 times since I bought it, and now will be its 4th..i hope it can still survive..:)