Monday, May 04, 2015

Reflection: Happy Belated Teachers' Day :) :)

I started to think about how much we teachers have been able to do in order to make the difference and shape our students’ lives in some way.  After all,  the world has changed, it’s in permanent change and we and our students are part of this brave new world. I have changed. I'm older, more impatient, more critical, and sometimes I feel weak and tired to face students’ lack of interest.  Recently I've found myself complaining about class seven students’ and I realized that for the first time in my life I have such a difficult group to deal with regarding everything: impoliteness, lack of interest and responsibility (Sometimes changing humanitarian heart into brutal is easy for me :P :P :P) What’s important is the final result, the final grade: pass or fail no matter if they have learned or not.  This conversation was like group remedy in the teacher’s room where other brilliant and experienced teachers were having the same kind of complaints

In Bhutan we teachers are underpaid.  Yes, we are, even if you work in the richest  school which pays the best salary, still you are underpaid. It’s the Bhutanese educational system and the society that not value teachers as they should be valued.  I always pay attention to peoples say, what they will say is teachers are nation builders blah blah, building nation aint a piece of cake. We will only like to work hard if we are acknowledged for our hard work and paid accordingly.  I've heard from lots of colleagues they are looking for another alternative to survive apart from teaching. And to tell you the truth, I've thought about it many times as well, though I am new to my profession.
Being a very optimistic person you must be surprised I'm writing these words.  Well, I've never said teaching is a bed of roses or that it’s only darkness and pain. No! Not at all!

And yes, we have to study to teach, to teach and learn, go to conferences,  prepare lesson plan, keep record of CA, coordinate reading, evaluate students students book review, correct notebooks, practicles, deal with discipline, contact parents, prepare and correct tests, face endless meetings, find nice activities to engage students, write comments on journals- profiles and an endless list of duties uffs m suffocating. Not to mention the fact that most of us around the world have to deal with low salaries to survive.
Well, I have said too much already about how hard being a teacher is.  I want to talk about the joy of being a teacher, some one rightly said, ”The suffering of being a teacher is similar to suffering with the pains of childbirth the joy of giving birth to a child does not compare to the pain we suffered before, which it’s quickly forgotten. “ What a job! 

Being a teacher is indeed one of the most rewarding jobs ever. How can we forget students who hug you, bring you flowers, chooses your favorite colour to gift u, bar of chocolate or simply smile sweetly and bowing down several times to wish good morning. That makes my heart glow with thousands illumination. I know I am a crazy teacher, I never read my blogger friends who all are teachers but writing about all those stuffs. I sometimes, feel ashamed truly. Let me share about my funny-little-cute-crazy-students, m talking  about class PP students, what they will do is they will rush towards me if they see me  coming on my way, they will bow down and say, ‘Good morning madam’ after that they will flash away and again they will appear in front of the office waiting to say, ’Good morning madam.’  In a day I receive maximum wishes from innocent little cuties. I love making fun of them as well hehe :p :P
'But if you were born to be a teacher and
 if you love what to do,
you will not give up. Like me haha
 '
Teaching is a treat for the soul, isn't it? If it is not, we should not teach.  And if it is, then it is necessary that, ideally, our learners feel the same pleasure from our teaching. If not, perhaps we have failed our mission in some way, as the cook who intended to offer pleasure, but the food was too salty or burnt.  Perhaps it’s time to stop and reflect our mission as educators and teachers. Perhaps it's time for another change. 
But if you were born to be a teacher and if you love what to do, you will not give up. Like me LOL haha :P :P :P
Last but not least: I think we cannot put a price tag on the hard work we bring into our classroom every single day. The amount of passion, heart, soul and effort we put into our job cannot be calculated with million dollars too :P We find our real compensation in how much our student's succeed. TEACHERS' DAY is only the day where we are known n acknowledged.
Thank You for being with me friends…
Pleasant evening ahead…








 

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