Building Castles in the Air
24 Aug 2010 1 Comment
This is not actually the exact time to post this essay but it just popped on my mind. I have written this almost six years ago in preparation for our high school graduation. And in fact, this my valedictory address. I am not bragging to be one, but I just realize it is worth to share. Although it is not exactly as it was written, but the thought is the same. Hope you like it!
Dream. It is for free. No one is restricted to do so. And everybody should not be deprived of doing so.
Through dreaming, we build our castles in the air. Castles that someday, maybe our sanctuary and the destination of our journey. A journey that is long and uneasy, ways and roads are unending, and the travel comes in the most rocky and slippery slope!
To dream is to build the blueprint of our future. To dream is to find the path laid in the most complex way. And I dared to dream.
I dream of myself as a person worth to be praised not by anybody else but by myself also. I dream to be a good son to my parents, a good brother to my siblings, a good grandson to my grandparents, a good nephew to my aunties and uncles, a good student to my mentors, and still dreaming to be a good citizen of this state. This is my dream, so simple. And so I began to work for my dream. I go to school, I study well, I make my parents, my brothers and sisters, my relatives proud of me, and hopefully, made my mentors remember me whenever someone had mention my name.
To dream is to build castles in the air. And my castle in the air is huge. And I am grateful for my parents and family for building such a firm foundation of my castle. They are my inspiration; they are the foundation of my dream. With them, I started to dream and my parents never at once hindered what I am dreaming.
And now, I am dreaming for the success. I am dreaming for the success of my friends, my classmates and myself also. I am walking in the light of my dream and I know that this on the way to the castle that I build on the air. How difficult may the road will be, I have my family pushing me to continue my journey. I know that the mountain is high but I am halfway through and still moving forward. Little by little, I know that I am conquering it all!
To dream means to casts all the worries. It is just like carrying a spoon of oil while touring the garden of the palace. We often give emphasis on the spoon of oil, of not spilling them. And therefore, we miss to look at the beautiful sceneries in the palace, the beautiful paintings on the wall, and the person that surrounds us. We often look on our deficiency and we missed the point that we are gifted, that we are equipped and we are that perfect. We live in the fact that we are poor and we let ourselves in the mire and the fact that we should strive to work to change the situation.
And now, I therefore encourage everyone to dream. And at this moment, let us start building castles in the air.
The Car
10 Aug 2010 Leave a Comment
I have been confused where should I go after my class. Early this afternoon, I have sent my students home early because I have my meeting with my fellow coaches for the event at the end of this month. Several agendas where discuss and matters have been clarified.
After the meeting, I cannot think of some place in which I could go and relax. To go to somewhere where there is no direction and exact destination is said to be the longest ever journey ever.
The car! It passes over my sight while I was staring over the window of the faculty room. Our body is just like a car. And our mind is the key. However, plans and motivations are the gasoline. And the car will not run without it. So once more, another learning is embedded on my mind today. And that is, in order for you to go the place where you wanted to be in, you must have a clear plan, driven by a blazing desire and motivation for you to have a wonderful journey in going there. The destination maybe quite far, but we are on the way there. Anyway moving forward!
So what are waiting for? I am full tanked, are you?
Tastebud in the Eyes
09 Aug 2010 1 Comment
Weeeweeet! It’s a whistle! A heard it while I am passing through the corridor going to my class. I turned my back to see who it was and I found group of students staring over the sexy HRM student behind me.
We often judge by the eyes. We often conclude with it. Let’s accept it, we are judgmental. But of course, it is on the different level.
Even as a teacher, I decide oftenly based on what I see. Especially, when it comes to cooking. When I am full and looses the appetite, I chooses to look at the food and how attractively they were set on the table. We call this as visual perception.
But we should also learn to be fair. We should give the subject the benefit to be discovered and must prove whether they fit on our judgment or not. We should give the subject the other half of the truth we have embed on our mind.
Weeewweet! Says the whistle again. I said to the girl “Say thank you. You are delicious in their eyes. And perhaps, they have wonderful tastebud in the eye”.
Coffee Break
08 Aug 2010 1 Comment
It is the infidel’s drink.
A long and tiring overnight work in front of the computer is as easy as the cup of coffee my friend and I are slurping. Especially her, we cannot live a day without a couple of cup of it.
But coffee is not an infidel’s drink as what the pages of the books tell. It is the drink of those who are active, vibrant and wanted to keep the pace of moving forward into something that we want to finish. It is the antidote of the poison called laziness and the dextrose whenever we loose the energy of working.
Coffee, like wine, is the product of hardwork and endeavor of one who plants it. It is the pleasure of one who drinks it. Over a cup of coffee, many big deals are closed among business partners. Many plans has been laid among the executives. Many problems has been solved among those who face bleak future among those who are in relationship.
So, once more, I call for coffee break! Another cup please….
The Horizon
07 Aug 2010 Leave a Comment
It caught my attention!
Early this morning, I rise to bed at around eight in the morning and bathe. I have to be there. My students are waiting!
Today, we are having our beach clean up activity. Of course, this is not really relevant to being an HRM, but this is not about being an HRM. This is all about being a Filipino and a member of the society!
As I imagined, my students are excited. With their empty plastic garbage bags, they walk along the seashores and picking those plastics and trash on the grayish sand.
While waiting for them, i enjoyed the soft breeze of the air blown by the bluish sea. The Horizon, it captures my attention. A very straight line. And again, my poetic mind began to render its simple explanation.
The sea represents ourselves. Sometimes, tranquil, sometimes bothered. We often thinks that we are wide, sufficed and mighty not knowing that there is far beyond ourselves. We often look at our border thinking that we are just flat and simple. Not knowing there is more, much wide beyond our horizon. That we not flat, we are not simple. We are whole and we are that perfect.
As I stand to approach my students with garbage in their plastic bags, I am eager to conquer what’s more beyond the border, beyond the horizon!
On The Third Floor
06 Aug 2010 Leave a Comment
Three circling stairs, 10 steps each.
That is the way to the third floor! Yes, on the floor of the building where my HRM studets are having their class.Every period, I have to climb the stairs going to the classroom and again and again and again for every period. Sometimes, it crosses on my mind to request for an elevator. Of course, I didn’t do so! lol!
The Third Floor represents the sanctuary and the empire of the HRM students. The area may seem to be bare but the four courners of the rooms there is bound with knowledge, secrets among friends, laughters of my students and a giggle of those who saw their crushes passing by over the glass window.
The stairs and steps represents the way to knowledge over that four corner of the room on the third floor! It’s not that easy and it is gradually. It takes time!
So tomorrow, once more, I’ll be climbing the third floor and see what’s on the stairs and in the four corners on the classroom!
One Half Crosswise!!!
05 Aug 2010 2 Comments
Please get a one half sheet of yellow paper, crosswise!!
It has been always like that. When I am in college I really when my teacher asks for a one-half crosswise for our exam.I knew it, it is explanation type, or you may call it essay!
For a student like me who doesn’t love to copy on the board, explanation jives well with my tempo. It’s not because I am really good at it, but because I listened to my professor during the discussion and I have the idea about the questions that she might possibly asked to be explained. Of course, only the construction of a perfect and quite dramatic sentences is hard but still, articulation of ideas was just as easy as the peanut I nibble at every time our subject commence! lol!
I guess, that’s best. That one half sheet of yellow paper cut in crosswise is much more valuable than their paper with multiple encircled letters. That one half crosswise represents the ideas you embed on the mind of your students during an hour of your classroom discussion.
So, does it mean it’s another one half crosswise of yellow paper tomorrow? Well, it depends on the mood my dear! lol!
The Reward!
04 Aug 2010 Leave a Comment
A movie, a bottle of beer, a sumptuous dinner at a cheap sidewalk eatery, an unlimited texts and 20 minute free call and a pint o ice cream!!!
These are my rewards for the day!
I thought that I had devoted so much for my work today and so I decided to give my self a prize.
Rewards. I always bring it into classroom. Not the things that mentioned above but simple things that my students would appreciate. Sometimes, I told them that I will be giving cinema tickets for two if they are able to perfect my exam. Well, I am confident that no one will. However, some of them really tried their best leading to few mistakes. I don’t know if they realized that aside from the ticket at stake as a prize of their whole night studying, the greatest reward they receive is their recognition and esteem, and of course, a high grade!
That is, I guess, the most valuable reward they were going to receive.
The Ink and Paper
03 Aug 2010 Leave a Comment
It blotted on my table and it runs trough the pages of my reference books. One kind of a hell that ruin my day early this morning. It spills. The ink!!!!
I always try to compare and give reasons to every disaster that comes on my way. The ink is for instance. Black, smells bad and hard to erase, dirty!!!!
Just like value as being teacher. You really need to be the most beautiful and valuable ink in the mind of your students. As the reference of the hundreds of couple of eyes that stare in front of you each day, you are creating an indelible image in their minds. Just like a a pen writing in a piece of paper!
Yes, indelible. Difficult to erase and lasting. A teacher is indeed, that bottle of ink and that ink depends on how it is being ritten on that piece of paper!
The Spices
02 Aug 2010 Leave a Comment
I am so very exhausted today.
I just handled two laboratory sessions in three hours and that simply means that I have to make use of the time allotting an hour and a half for each sections. It’s much more difficult than holding a classroom discussions because you really have to look closely with your students while preparing their menu today. Of course I have to, or else, they might get a mistake in following the procedures and putting their dishes into a trash or much worst, they will burn themselves when they turn on the stove or frying their food.
While they are mixing their ingredients this afternoon, I notice the spices on my table. Pepper, salt, MSG, tabasco, sugar and many more. It really represents my students. There are those who are sweet and distinctive in taste. There are also rude and bubbly. Some are quiet yet highly intelligent and strong in psychomotor skills.
Yes, they are spices. Their presence in my class is usually unnoticed but the absence of one makes the whole class lacking of something.
