When I entered the room of my first Journalism class, I knew it
would be unusual. My students were bothered of my presence, not because
they are afraid of me, but because it's the crucial day of their lives
as students who belong to SPJ class. Another quarter has ended so as
their most frightening moment is finally happening.
For
students from a regular class, it's just ordinary to see 'D' and 'AP'
marks on their cards, but for SPJ students- those letters signify a
condition of distress and dilemma. These marks may mean a lot to be
retained in the program. And this was the reason why my class looked so
problematic as I stood infront of them.
"What are you
thinking when you badly needed something?" I saw the wonder in the faces
of my freshmen class as I began with that question. Maybe they thought I
would start with the lesson for that day. I called the name of this
young girl seated on the second row. She never hesitated to stand and
gave me that innocent smile. I saw her thinking for a while, then giving
me a glimpse.
"I'll do everything to have it, Ma'am." She said in a soft voice.
"Do you need a passing grade?" I continued.
"Ofcourse, Ma'am." She replied.
"Then..have you done everything to have it?" I asked her. She looked straight to my eyes and smiled.
Silence embraced the room where I've been. I knew it's the
opportunity I've been waiting for to give them some relief and help them
lessen their burdens.
"Life is a matter of choice. If you
think what's happening to you is difficult, then that will be your
feeling even up to the day's end. You better set your mind
in something
positive. Try to enjoy & have fun with the tasks you need to deal
with. Before you think you can't, why not tell yourself 'I'll do it. I
will never give up'." I told the class.
I saw how their eyes grew bigger and their faces became bright.
"Hardships are always part of one's lives. Sooner or later you'll
encounter more difficult moments in your lives. It is just a matter of
how brave and courageous you are in dealing with life's challenges."
The day ended so fast that I didn't notice it was another day of
fruitful moments with them. When I reached home and I was about to go to
bed, I've received a message from one of my students telling me
something which made me almost cry.
"Good evening, Ma'am! I
just want to thank you for giving our class inspiration to prove our
worth. Your words have changed my perspective of being too pessimistic. I
feel the desire to enthusiastically accomplish my tasks in school. This
is my first time to feel again this eagerness to learn and accept any
challenges with courage. With this, let me say you will always be my
best teacher."

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