One Saturday afternoon, I found all three of my children huddled in a corner. They were playing school, and my daughter was the teacher. When she was three, I asked her what she would want to become when she grew up. She said she wanted to become a teacher.
“A good teacher is like a candle. It consumes itself to light the way for others.” – Mustafa Kemal Atatürk, translated from Turkish
I was six years old when I first stepped into a classroom. Mrs. Soliman, my Grade 1 teacher, welcomed me with a smile and took me to my seat. After which, the lessons commenced.
That very same day, I fell in love with her and vowed that when I grew up, I would become a teacher myself.
For reasons I can no longer recall, I never did become a teacher, or took up education subjects for that matter, but I had brief stints as a student teacher, both in high school and college.
I probably do not have the right to attest to it, but I will say this: Teaching is both a demanding and fulfilling experience.
No wonder a lot of teachers choose to be married to their profession rather than raise families of their own.
Now at eleven, it would seem that my daughter no longer wants to become a teacher someday. But she would still hold a stick and read aloud whenever she and her siblings played school.
National Teachers Month
In the Philippines, Presidential Proclamation No. 242 declared the period from September 5 to October 5 of every year as National Teachers Month.
It may have been three days too late, but here I am, still paying tribute to the people who have chosen to embrace this noble profession, the oftentimes neglected heroes who dedicate their lives to molding and training the future of this nation.
God bless our teachers and their hopes and dreams!
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