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Thursday, October 11, 2012

Informal Theme # 2.7: My Teacher, My Hero!


                      Upon growing up, they were always there to guide you. Like parents, they were always ready to help you. They were not even a relative nor a close family friend, but still they were your second guardian. Who would they possibly be? Of course, no other than but our most reliable, understanding, and patient teachers, who never stops giving us patience and longer due dates during submission of projects. Teachers who can still smile at us even we give them wrinkles and white hairs due to our disobedience. And teachers, who are one of the real heroes in our world, that is the reason why successful businessmen, presidents of the nation, world class artists are standing in front of us.
                      As a third year student, I already met uncountable teachers that taught, scold, laugh or got mad at me. I became a student of a terror, funny, loving, kind, or even a very strict teacher. Each of them were different from each other, leaving me impressions about who they really are. But from all those heroes I've met in my life, there's one teacher that really left a mark in my heart. and that is my most favorite teacher, Mrs. Maribel Richelle Bayot. She was my former Grade four teacher in Maragondon Elementary School. But she was not like the other teachers I knew before. Believe it or not, her past students told me that she was a terror, strict and very conscious teacher. And no doubt, Mrs. Bayot is really the kind of teacher that will make your hair stand until the last strand, especially when her face turns red whenever she gets impatient. I was really afraid of her. Always trying my best to act in my best way when she's around because I don't like the picture of her shouting at me. Mrs. Bayot scolded me, I don't know how many times, she frowned at me whenever I pass a late project, she looked at me like she was staring directly at my soul,but believe me when I say she was the best teacher that you can have. Those painful moments with her let me absorbed all the things she taught me. Those times that she became my adviser lets me realized why is she acting like that in front of her students. She was tough outside, but very caring inside. She was so intelligent, and all the  good traits she had, reminds me of what kind of person she wanted her students to be. And I'm sure that even I became older and older, I will still remember all the lessons I got from her.
                         Teachers may not be rich financially, but they were and will always be rich in ideas, thoughts and moral lessons. They may not have super powers, like flying or unnatural strength, but I can proudly say, in behalf of all the students in the world, that they will always be greater than Wonder woman, Darna or even Krystala. They are one of the most important living heroes in our generation, and for that I SALUTE THEM!!! Once again, HAPPY TEACHER'S DAY!!!

Wednesday, October 3, 2012

Informal Theme # 2.6: To Be or Not To Be




To be or not to be, our life is full of misery
Bounteous dilemma it may be,
Unending puzzle we seem to disagree
But with all our spirits, we wish all be, gone accidentally.

To be or not to be, still my mind works hilariously
I can't make up my thoughts, nor tell my true identity
Thousands and hundreds of words run outrageously
My brain kept yelling, this isn't easy!

To be or not to be, no words can describe what I plea
Only one thing I know abundantly
Answers won't try and visit me
So now I leave this subject, still unanswered and fuzzy.