I
never thought that I will fall in love with teaching. Honestly, at first I did
not like teaching that much. It seemed that the task was too much for me. I was
overwhelmed by the pressure of the responsibility given to me. For the reason
that, grade one students are like pots filled with soil and as their teacher I
should be the one to plant the seed for them -- seeds which will grow and shape
their personality. As a teacher, I feel
that it is my duty to “connect” with my students. I have to discover
connections between the students and the learning experience they need to gain.
Through
the feedback from my pupils and some of their parents, I realized that I did
my part as a teacher. I have not just taught them, but indeed I have touched
and inspired their lives.
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| Look at their playful smiles. |
The
smiles of my pupils warmed my heart. I began to enjoy every single day I spent
with them. I am very proud that I am the one who taught them how to sing,
count, write and read. Just simply, hearing their little voices as they read a
short story really filled my heart with great happiness. It is my fondest hope
that I have found a calling heartwarming. The feeling was PRICELESS!
