So… it’s vacation time and I’m currently resting. Who would believe that I could take time off these days and actually blog my lonesomeness away with words that can sometimes make my brain bleed? (okay I don’t know if that should be an oxymoron).
Anyway, I am not yet done with my teaching duties inasmuch as there still are lots of things that I need to pay attention to. For one, teaching requires a big chunk of one’s time to make sure that students are well informed into future activities and that you would not go wrong with anything, especially in keeping records and stuff. Being new into the public school–and literally shocked with all the goings-on that I literally felt out of place with all my efforts into comprehending the ins and outs–I had my own versions of baptisms of fire. I never envisioned that teaching in the public school requires your entire presence, and not merely academic designations. Be it with record keeping or sometimes assuming administrative preoccupations with all the paperwork here, there, and everywhere, that certain presence always comes with a dose of perseverance. Who says that being a public high school teacher is someone who merely lugs around his or her handouts and tonnes of books everyday: above all else the profession requires a heart full of mettle and a mind quick and witty. After all, students come from a diversity of backgrounds so adjusting with them is definitely an imperative.
To prove such a point, earlier before posting this haphazardly-written piece of mine, I began posting on Facebook certain clarifications on enrollment come May 23rd. Students have been asking, some even banking on hearsay and rumour-mongering. Of course it is my mandated duty to cater to all these and prevent miscommunication amongst my students so my ultimate recourse was to step in and dispel all vestiges of confusion. Eventually there came the Facebook note (updated a myriad times) and two or three additional reminders in the form of status messages. Of course some students took notice; on the other hand, colleagues also began sharing the same info. So yes. Then again, my duty extends beyond the classroom… even during times wherein I should be enjoying articles to write.
To some it might be a matter of no consequence, i.e., teachers taking their time off because they are entitled to such (vacations sometimes are pretty non-existent in other agencies, institutions, or departments whether public or private). But in truth, teaching even extends beyond the confines of the classroom—we still cater to students who need special attention, forms that would either mean academic life or death to a learner, and even periodic classes just so to ensure that they would pass a subject. Whether such follow-ups are done at home using a wifi connection or laptop (or even a mobile phone), hours spent by a teacher can also necessitate selflessness. On this note, there could be nothing else said about this state of life other than that of dignity and magnanimity personified.
Indeed, it might seem taxing though at the same time, of no consequence (sometimes unfortunate). Nonetheless, on my part, I still find a certain degree of rejuvenation—mostly with the idea that I am trudging in the footsteps of Caritas oh so sublime.