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Wednesday, March 23, 2005, Wednesday, March 23, 2005
Incident
Love requires all of oneself, but it returns none. Today, i truly understand what does being a teacher mean. A teacher is not a person that walks into the classroom, blabbers some harsh words, teaches the lesson for the week and walks out at the end of the lesson.
A teacher gives all of himself or herself to his/her students everyday and thats about all they can do. Whether the student chooses to respond to the call or stay put, the choice is more often their own to choose, the path; theirs to walk.
Today, something happened. I'm not sure if I am right in doing it or not. During one of my classes, as I was asking a female student to stand up to answer a question that I've posed to the class, one of the boys; yes i used the term 'boys' because though they are 14, they behave as though they are 7.
Ironic nature of puberty.
One of the boys mutterred; 'Stupid F****** Idiot'. Softly so he thought I would not be able to hear it. But I caught it. I ordered him to stand and come to the front of the class and write down his name so that I can pass it to the DM; Discipline Master later on. He trudged forward and noted down his name. As he went back, I said something. "I donno whats wrong with you, but it just seems that your parents didn't discipline you at home" "In fact, none"
He looked disturbed and angry immediately. Wanted to stand up and prove a point. But didn't because didn't have the guts to come face to face and reason with me. Am I wrong in saying that?
Not trying to win an arguement here, but what I did was to say what I felt its right at the moment. Not life building. Not encouraging words. But it's neccessary.
Just a reflection on a day of sowing plentifully and yet no harvest reaped.
me
