Alright so I'm ripping off 3I's song! Who cares? They're my class and proud as hell of them!
These past two weeks has been quite an experience. Last week we had a colloquium on the Ministry of Teaching. It was fun, but I hated missing class and having someone else substitute for me. I didn't go home on October 21, Thursday because all new teachers had to go to Antipolo for the afforementioned colloquium. There we were asked to dive into ourselves to try to find out what our symbol for teaching is (mine is a rubber band), why we decided to teach (I like the attention) and what we fear about teaching (failing to meet my students' and superiors' expectations). The whole seminar/retreat reaffirmed my passion for teaching, but it didn't exactly
silence questions about leaving Xavier School. The fact that in these past two weeks I received four invitations from four different companies (one from abroad) to apply for them only reminded me of other roads I didn't take. I am still waiting for my great adventure after all. But to say to them "
I'm sorry, but I'm already teaching." filled me both with regret and pride.
We got back to Manila last Sunday at around 2:30 in the afternoon. Everyone was dead tired after three days of introspection, but I promised to go help 3I with our Bandfest entry, "Inside You". I really believe in our song and I stayed with them til around 7:30pm. I did have some reservations about spending too much time with those guys. One because I'm afraid they might respect me less and another, other teachers might start to talk.
When I almost missed a birthday dinner because I went to the practice again the other night, they did talk. You know what? I didn't care what they said. Well they didn't say anything bad really, just a hint at that I may be fraternizing too much with the boys. I digress.
To say I believe in these guys in an understatement. I think I gave more than I was asked to to these guys and frankly more that I expected myself to give. Funnily enough, the year started with a mutual feeling on animosity of sorts. They looked at me as just another teacher and I looked at them as just another class.
Thankfully I was wrong about them. Usually the most important friendships you form are the ones you don't plan on forming in their first place at all.
All our hardwork paid off and we won 3rd Place in the Bandfest. When we won, I have to say I almost cried somehow. This is after all my first Bandfest and I know how hard 3I worked on this just to be able to come up with something we could be proud of and most importantly we had FUN! God, from what I saw we were the happiest class there because literally
everyone in 3I worked for this. So much so that there was virtually no one left in the crowd to cheer us on.
And you know what, I don't care. Cause I loved every moment my class poured into our song and we broke the mold. And that is worth all the 1st Place Banners in the world.
Currently listening to: INSIDE YOU!!!
Currently reading: The Black Pearl
contacts, but they're getting to me right now. (Must be because of my flu). Look forward to a four-eyed EdGE next week.
at you like you owe him this point or that point in the test (when I retruned their Long Tests earlier) it's just so disheartening. Who would want to teach after that? Well maybe the more hardened teachers. But here's the rub, there was going to be time to discuss the answers with me after we discussed it as a class.