My Mentor...My Educator...

Being a teacher isn’t any easy profession. They are the potter that molds us to be good dwellers of our country and stuffed us with knowledge not only literally and physically but also our faith to God and give us the love we need. They love us as their children and we respect them as our second parents. They strengthen our passion to achieve our dreams and ambitions in the future. These educators have been part of somebody’s life, somebody’s strength and love.

There should be a special accolade for these special individuals. What will be the ideal gift we could give to them? Would it be the latest handy phone model or the newest flat -screened television? The dearest compliment we could give to them is LOVE, something that can’t be bought by money, only through respecting and caring for them. That’s what we did last January 25,2007. The chilly gentle wind and the crisp dew of the grasses refreshed the splendor beauty of the morning. Everybody get up with a jovial look as they went to the campus grounds. This day is the formal onset of Know your School Day program. This is a special day for the teachers to unwind their selves. But who will be the teachers? This time, the chosen students will be the one to teach their classmates or in short they will be the mentors. I was really excited because it was my first time to be apart of this kind of activity.

After the initiating ceremony all the students, as what was expected should treat the student subject teachers adequately. In our first session, everybody organized their things and waited for our subject teacher who was Rheena. We all did the things he told us to do and never behaved inadequately to her. I couldn’t remember all the things that turn out that day. Everything became a special moment for me and everyone tried to make the class happy. One of the funniest moments was during our Reading class. We felt bored while waiting for our subject teachers to come so what we did was chatting horrible stories and experiences. We also gossip about the strange things in our school and the ghostly creatures that were believed to be living there. For about five minutes the mentors came at last and they started to discuss. In the hub of their discussion I caught Rheena and Fidel laughing like a drain. I decided to approach my fellow classmates and ask them why. They answered me with an annoying face, ” Look at Rarry’s nose, its very big and though it was a vacuum cleaner! Hold on to your chair, you might be vacuumed”. Our mentors caught us making fun out of Rarry and made us stop our laughing.

There were a lot of memories that day, both good and bad. Laughs and disappointments, anger and gentleness. Those were just some of the things that made that day special. I know further who my classmates are and I hold trust to them Being a teacher is not a decision but a commitment. It’s not the words form their mouth but the love from their heart, that molds us to be a real person, A REAL UPIAN!