I love school, reading books and studying. These have been my motivations to pursue a career in education.
Becoming a teacher has been a no-no for many of my friends. Their usual response for not choosing the profession was that they are too impatient when it comes to teaching the kids.
On the other hand, others told me that they see teachers as the busiest people on this planet. They tend to forget to have a family of their own because teaching has been known as a demanding job.
Through the years, teaching for me has been emotionally and physically exhausting and sometimes exasperating, most especially when students are not really willing to learn at all.
Honestly speaking, I have a hate-love relationship with this kind of profession. It is rewarding, yet it can also be frustrating.
The teachers’ struggles are real.
A name is important. Most of us surely love to be called by our first name rather than our surname, right? In fact, the sweetest sound in a language is our own name. However, I always fail on it.
The problem lies with my memory failing me every time I try to remember the name of a former student.
I guess that if you were a product of a public school, you would get a grasp of the problem I am sharing in here. Most of the times, there will be more than 40 students in a classroom. I am not really that old enough to forget them, but I guess my memory is not that sharp in remembering names.
I admit that there were only two kinds of students have been glued in my memory for a long time. They were those who excel in my subject and those whom I always send to the guidance or principal office.
Teachers are soldiers who must always be ready for a battle.
When I started my teaching career, I had no clue that it will entail huge hardships.
Aside from teaching itself, teachers are given tons of paperwork, one after another, making no room for socialization with family or friends. Their homes are the extension of their working environment. They lack sleep most of the time doing visual aids, computing grades, writing lesson plans, and answering a number of forms.
What’s worse is having rude and lazy students inside the classroom. Another burden that adds to the heavy cross of the teachers are parents who tolerate their kid’s bad behaviors in school. With all these toxic factors, it is unavoidable for someone who teaches to go bananas sometimes.
The teaching profession has its own crowning glory.
Teaching provides me satisfaction by witnessing how my former students bloom on their chosen career path. What makes it more moving is when those students tell me that I influenced their lives in a positive way. Nothing will be more rewarding knowing that somehow amidst the struggles in the classroom, I was able to produce students that will be an asset to our community.
Teaching profession isn’t all about academic subjects.
Belonging to a society of teachers, I have come up to the realization that we hold the world in our hands for we are the one shaping the future generation.
I have been a juggler taking on many roles both inside and outside the four walls of the classroom. From being a subject teacher, my role can shift instantly to that of a preacher, a nurse, a guidance counselor, a life coach, a friend or simply a surrogate mother.
Teaching for me has been more than the curriculum or the exams. It is about how to develop my students’ values and on how to enrich their lives. If a student gets successful, the teachers rejoice for it is their success too. On the contrary, if a student fails, the teachers fail as well.
Teachers must always aspire for professional growth.
I have taught for 6 years already and I love to see how my career life evolves. The progress that I have made all through the years gives me direction and inspiration. Having successfully finished my Master’s Degree, I gained the qualifications to climb the next ladder in the teaching force. Am I already satisfied? Not yet.
How do I see myself ten years from now?
In the next 10 years, I see myself already graduated from my Doctorate of Education (EdD) and already acquired a higher position. I know the steps that I need to take. It won’t be easy but it is not impossible.
Now, that I was already enrolled for a Doctorate of Education (EdD), I ready myself for tougher roles in the institution. It is just fair that as I progress, I also add some values to my job. It will be a form of giving back to the community the service what is ought for them.
I visualize myself transitioning out of the classroom to being an Educational Writer and Researcher. My Doctorate will take me a long way. It will open doors of possibilities for me such as traveling to other countries. Seeking opportunities to work on other institutions will offer me beneficial experiences of having a background knowledge of how other countries run their education system.
In 10 years’ time, I see a great advancement in my career as I will be attending many leadership opportunities to hone my craft. I will be more productive working with a variety of my colleagues in different Educational Projects willing to go the extra mile just to meet our target.
I am now looking at the succeeding years with excitement for I know that possibilities are endless. When I was just a beginner in the field of teaching, I never thought that I would get this far. I started to realized bits by bits, that I have created my own opportunities through having clear goals in mind.
There is no easy profession, everything has its own difficulties and the one I chose is definitely one of the toughest. Despite the harsh realities a teacher encounter almost every day, I still honor and love my profession. The frustrations and victories that come along with it both benefitted me toward my personal and professional growth.
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