1, 2, 3, 4, 5!

Today marks my 5th teacher's day in ICA, or, ever.  I'd have to say, that this year was probably the "driest" I've experienced.  For the first time, I was fuming mad on teacher's day because of students' behavior.  For the first time, instead of saying thanks (well I did, naman.) to the kids for their song number, I spent more time talking about how much more they had to improve on, yada yada.  There goes Mrs. Guce again, I'm sure a lot of girls thought that.  Who cares.  

Out of all the jobs there are out there, I think being a teacher is the most difficult to separate from personal life.  I've said this before and I still feel the same way - teaching is a 24-hour job.  I'm in school from 7:30 AM to 4:00 PM but when I'm not, I must conduct myself properly and wear decent clothes (which is not really a problem, FYI).  When I'm at home, I check papers, plan lessons and create my Keynote presentations (painstakingly fixing font sizes, colors, layouts and animations).  When it happens to be a year wherein my advisory class is a tough one (it's becoming more often, thank You Lord), I think of them before I sleep, when I wake up and even when I'm in the shower - I think of what I can do to help them be their best.

With all that being said, I think I'll go now and write my resignation letter.  As a matter of fact, I attempted to resign twice already (SY 2009-2010 and SY 2010-2011) but something JUST. KEEPS. ME. COMING. BACK.  Sometimes I think, bakit ko ba pinapahirapan sarili ko dito? My husband makes enough (I didn't say a lot but enough) for us to survive simply anyway.

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Uh-oh.  Bakit nga ba.  HAHA.  *thinking*

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I guess for me, it's not enough to live my life for family and friends.  I'd like to say that I was able to live for someone else that I'm not related to, that on normal circumstances, I couldn't care less about.  I want to live my life knowing that I've used it well and that I did all that I could to 'make a difference'.

I don't know if I actually do, but I think it counts to at least try.

This year, I think God was trying to teach me this: To serve the Lord even (more) when it's difficult and even when I don't think it counts.  In His own sweet time, He will show me that my efforts were not in vain.  After all, serving others is serving God...and there is no "getting tired" in serving God. :)

Happy teacher's day to my fellow ICA teachers! Tomorrow is another day to "try" ;)