Come October marks my third and last year in teaching. It is truly a wonderful journey filled with amazing memories. I've always made it a point to thank all my students at the end of the semester for being part of my life and I will say this for the very last time this Friday.
Being an educator wasn't part of my career plan. I have been in the media industry since graduation. A friend presented the opportunity to join Republic Polytechnic three years ago when I felt a much-needed change in my life. I would like to thank him for that. He is one of the most loved lecturers I know. Thank you Yanzo.
I would like to dedicate this post to all the students I've taught.
Many people have likened your generation, the millennials, to strawberries or avocados. They say you feel entitled to many things in life and crack under the slightest pressure. But you guys changed my views on your generation.
I could remember teaching this particular student Juan. To be honest, I was worried when I saw his name on my class list. I've heard how insolent he could be in class and I could be his perfect target. True enough, he walked right out of my class on the very first day.
I was pretty affected. Did I do badly in the classroom or he couldn't care less about the module I was teaching? I gave him an F for that day and left him a comment saying "I will always be there if you're willing to learn and I hope to see you next week,"
He attended class the following week and stayed throughout. Juan was also the only student in that class who would read the pre-readings. I told myself I did something right and I'm thankful he gave the module a second chance and proved he could do it.
I could also remember teaching Sanjay, a student who reminded me so much of myself when I was young. He has great passion but I could sense his sense of dejection when things didn't turn out the way he wants. His frustration could be quite evident when he didn't understand certain concepts. Despite that, he put in the effort to understand what was being taught in class. That prompted me to deliver the class in a more effective manner, ensuring I did not lose my patience.
And there are students like Rachel, Nellie, Zsa zsa and Azmi who've never failed to make me laugh. They knew I'm a "pushover" and always make fun of me. But that didn't bother me. One of them found my Instagram handle and wrote it on the whiteboard together with all the hashtags I used frequently when I stepped out of the classroom. That really cracked me up.
Then there was once I was being persuaded to play Truth or Dare with them. I knew something fishy was going on and what they wanted to find out. One of the students, Charmaine, was kind enough to tell me they will still love me no matter who I am. I was very moved by that.
All these wonderful memories will never go away and they have shaped me in many many ways. I may appear aloof in school but I want to tell them I'm really glad that I've met every one of you in my life.
Life is indeed like a race and it's a long one. What matters isn't how you start but how you finish it. I hope to see you guys in the industry soon. I believe I will enjoy working with you as much as teaching you.
*p.s: I will never forget the song Karen wrote for me. LOL!