Chasing Personal Legends

When I was in grade 1 that I want to be a teacher, and it’s my secret. And I don’t want anybody to know that. The reason is that I’m not sure if I can be one when grew up. Another reason and just as irrational as the first one, is that I don’t want people to expect me to be. I feel like their writing my story. But it really doesn’t make much sense to me to be a teacher—I also want to be a painter or a scientist then. Then just want to be a teacher because everybody’s listening to you, they believe you, they trust you, as the students would always quote “sabi ni teacher eh”. Every time I’m in the classroom I would always wonder: what if I’m the one standing there in front of this class? Could I also present it that way? Will my class listen? But there are also times when I say to myself that if I’m the one standing there I could present things better, I can make more students interested in what I’m saying, I know more than what he’s saying!
Thoughts of being a teacher docks somewhere along my 4th Grade and being a scientist or an inventor or a painter takes the mainstream. This time I read a lot about Da Vinci, I even tried to replicate some of his works with pencil. My eyes marvel with his ideas and inventions. They sometimes look weird and awkward but all the same they are works of an excellent mind. I also began my interest with mechanical concepts: gears, gyros and also tried to build a concept on perpetual machine that would provide power to something while providing itself power to continue working.
These thoughts also docked somewhere in the middle of 5th Grade when I felt another legend that I may pursue: Priesthood. Being exposed to parish work for almost everyday as an Altar Server, I felt that this could be my field, the sanctuary could be my classroom and the sacraments my science. I have fancied about everything in being a priest from rising from the ranks up to being the Holy See, uniting all the Christians, promoting World peace, restructuring the church to allow the merging of all Christians. I was at the height of it when I suddenly lost my heart to it--that was when I entered high school. I entered a Catholic school to at least keep in me the “call” but the other way came, I was introduced to a wild world and lost my “hearing”. Although I lost my hearing, I kept my membership with the Ministry. Being a teacher regained the mainstream during my sophomore year and this time with a clearer sight of the course ahead: Biology. I find Biology as something which I could easily get into—learning and teaching plus the fact that integrating it with everyday life and faith would be very simple and subtle. I also wished to be a Vet that time but being a teacher weighs more for me. I suspend all matters which involve priesthood to see if the call would go until college or beyond. I finally convinced myself to be a teacher in Biology when a teacher in my senior year told our class that I will be a teacher in History someday because she ignited that interest in me, which I also promised to myself that I will never be one.
I left the stream for the fast river I pursued to be a Biology teacher. Aiming for the sea, I keep all things that I’ll need for the bigger waves. Calls from the distant lands can sometimes be heard but I kept my course. And now I’m here, right in the middle of the sea with no lands in sight around me. Which course should I take next? I don’t know yet. But one thing for sure I enjoy my ride chasing my personal legends…

Talk Number 9

I attended talk 9 last night I am not sure what made me get there, since I never really committed myself to it. It’s like somebody whispered to me that it’s a Thursday and I that should be helping in the conduct of the CLP. You know, I’ve been part of Singles for Christ for five months now which I gained by technicalities, since I graduated the CLP I am an automatic member of the community. I volunteered myself to undergo the CLP last September to have at least a group of Catholics whom I could interact with about catechism. For I’ve been being exposed to protestant ways in my school assignment where I also attend a small group Bible study. Going back to last night’s experience, it revives all the high feeling about serving in this community, I suddenly felt that I wish to attend next Thursday’s CLP, that I should visit the Baseco Compound this coming Sunday and the Sundays to come, that I host a household in my place for my small group and that I stay active in this community. This coming Sunday I am being invited to join the kids from Baseco in Marikina. I don’t know if I could make it yet but maybe there’ll be again somebody to pull me out of my bed to make it to that activity…

I got a new partner

Just this morning we had a deamonstration teaching for my prospective partner. And I believe she's in. Her name is Janus a graduate of UPD, I don't know other details about her yet except that she is a preschool teacher, which I know will make my work lighter. By next week if the papers are ready maybe I could introduce her to JCA. She might also be going with me in the coming IBM SmartKid training in Malolos City, Bulacan. I feel a little bit prepared now for the coming classes.

Missing the classroom

Only few weeks left and I'll be going back to our client school JCA to implement the CBL Learning Environment. Things will be very different now since, I lost my parnter last school year and for this school year we haven't found one yet to replace her. But despite all that I'm anticipating everything good when i get back there: room preparations and lesson correlations before the school proper starts; lunch outs; meeting new and old students and hearing their wilder than life stories and experiences during their summer break! and; singing the school hymn...

Initial Entry

For almost a year of continously being online, I finally started a blog.