Early Hardship

      I am a teacher.

     A person touching lives and a person responsible in molding future leaders, doctors, engineers, and architects just to name a few.

       I am a teacher-a teacher that sees every corner and facet of my student’s adversity.

      My four years in college brought me back to my passion since I was a child. I had always wanted to be a teacher. The hardship I gained gave me better self-esteem and greater confidence. When I engaged into teaching, I had the most positive perspective about it. I have always been thinking on how to nurture the minds of my students. I have always been wanted to help them grasp every lessons and concepts either related to education or to life. I also have a great desire to be part of creating their dreams and making them come true.

      I know that my profession entitles me of respect, that I almost thought that I had already lost when I saw one of my students sleeping during my class.

       As I describe him, he is just a typical and timid young boy. A normal teen-ager that would enters and leaves the school with vague purpose. Well, I wasn’t been able to see that person as I looked directly into his eyes. For a moment, I saw pain and a tormented soul begging for help.

      Our conversation lasted for about an hour. But this short time was just enough to reshape and retract my perspective and outlook in life.

       He goes to school without money and sells food at night just to help his family in terms of finances. He told me that he will do anything just help his parents and his five sibling whom are all studying. He sometimes think of quitting school but never did, for he had  dream of a life far better than what he have right now. And he knew that education is only the answer.

       For a moment I felt ashamed because when I was at his age I never come to mind of doing the same for my family, even though we far different situation. Then I realized that he’s not the ordinary student I used to know. He had become a total stranger in me, in spite of his young age he suffered a lot. And I know he had gone a long way.

      But this hardship I know will make him a much better person as he travel through life. He might encounter many obstacles in his voyage but for sure he will survive all of it because he’s a fighter.

        One thing I learned from him is that, life is not as sweet as I thought. Life then is a war. The world is a battle field. You have to fight for a purpose because it never chooses its opponent.

       Before I met him, I see each day as another ordinary boring day of work. But now, I’ve got a deeper purpose. 

        I am a teacher.

       A person responsible for motivating my students to do the best they can.