Comes August when I feel a year older again and at the same time, to feel nostalgic about it especially on how I became what I am now for the past 20 years.
Last week was just a workload of a stress. Jerking up for my students' first quarter exams felt really weird. For my whole life, I once was a student TAKING UP exams and now, I'M GIVING exams. Just wow. I felt nervous for what will be my students' scores afterwards and HA! This would be a test if I'm really an effective teacher or what. So be good, my students! HRHR. :)) Listen. To me. ALWAYS! :D
I'm more afraid of what will their parents think of me, of what will their kids gain from a teacher like me. It's really a pressure. Of all the small things I do, my students will remember, eventually kids will tell their moms what we did in class blah blah.. Monkey see, monkey do, they said. So what I hate about being a teacher (for now lang naman) is the Parents-Teachers Conference. I don't know what to say if a parent asks, "How is my child developing blah.. yeah she got attitude like that, that's why I dunno and it's up to you as a teacher to react with my daughter's behavior blah blah.." I always felt unsure about what to say. Maybe I would understand why these parents are so like this, someday.
I went to mass this morning at UST and it was USTET once again! Gone are the days when I was a proctor, leaving a strict-or-whatever aura to these incoming college freshies, keeping them to think of me as an authority where in fact I was just only a student like them! HAHAHAHA! That's why I love being in a educational setting and why I suck big time at an industrial set-up. I want to look silly always and I can't stand looking serious and having formal conversations with my co-workers.
And booooo, Jeka texted me one night, reminding me of my birthdaaaay! HAHAHA! I love it when people remember my birthday ahead of time! I appreciate it more than remembering my birthday on the exact day. HIHI. I celebrated my pre-birthday yesterday with my new set of friends in my graduate school. We are six on my new barkada, all in our early 20's except for one mom and we literally enjoyed being child-like. I realized that taking up Masters won't grab you from being a childish, still. In fact, we all loved bullying a classmate of ours for being a GC (grade conscious). Not the serious bullying, though. BAD BAD BAD! Maybe, making fun of this classmate is what I should say.
BUUUUUT! I miss my Benavides Friends more. It's when one will celebrate his birthday and there is always a camera around ready to take keepsakes! I MISS THAT! :|
PS. I got a new film camera. A Pop Camera! The one like Andy Warhol's! :D It's fun-looking and haven't opened the package yet! :D And oh, someone gave me a package earlier. I shook the package and I think, it's another camera. I dunno, it came from Hong Kong eh. Oh well, let's see what's on that box on my birthday....
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