DLSU-IS Practicum 2014

On my first day back to my province after a long and stressful month of college, my sister mentioned that a few of her friends still think I’m ~cool, because of the stunt I pulled 2 years ago during our Practicum.


Our high school gives its Grade 11 students a chance to become a teacher for a day, and we call this our ‘Practicum’. It’s to help us appreciate the work our teachers do everyday by stepping into their shoes.

For a day, I became an adviser for a Grade 9 class (my sister’s batch), and a Christian Living teacher for 3 classes. I was to teach the history of the church – in one day, for 1 hour, three times. And boy, did I gave it my all. I tailored my PowerPoint to suit their needs and made sure it wasn’t boring. I added videos that personally made me learn more about Christianity.

Two Years Later…

I can still remember a few of their faces – with their knuckles on their chins, eyes squinting, but filled with curiosity. I can still remember how, at the end of my last class, I asked a student to lead the prayer. Surprisingly, the student made a personal prayer, instead of the usual “I will continue, o my God, to do all my actions for the love of you”. And I can still remember him saying “Thank you for today’s lesson, and most of all, thank you for our student teacher”. And I was so moved. The next day, I gave the class a handwritten letter, telling them how thankful I was for having them, even if it was just for a day.

Two blood-draining, tear-filled college years have led me to become a mess of a person – the kind where a voice inside your head mocks, “Where’s your god nOW?!”. Two years have given me a lot of experience, and it has taken most of my soul in exchange.

But two years later, I was suddenly reminded of that first time I taught a class. Out of the blue, I hear that my sister’s friends – who were my students then – still look up to me to this very day because of that Practicum.

I was suddenly reminded of all the reasons why I was here, on this tiny archipelago, on this tiny city.

I want to make more children wonder. I want to teach. I want to contribute in making a better educational system – one that does not let them forget their mental and physical health in the way of achieving academic success.

I have had my fair share of school abuse, and maybe some people think all this stress in high school is ‘normal’. But I am an advocate of having a better educational system. One where every day is informational and aspiring to both teachers and students alike.

DLSU-IS Practicum 2014

Public vs Private Schoolteachers

 Written on March 6, 2013

The world depends on teachers, and I don’t understand why public school teachers are not getting the rewards they deserve. As a matter of fact, I think public school teachers are more important, and should have more respect than private school teachers, simply because they are teaching the minds, correcting the morals, guiding the souls, of more than 75% of the whole student population in the whole country. Now, where would our country be if these teachers did not do a good job?


Where would we be if they manipulated them, forced their own opinions, choked their students, with lies, impurity, and impressive ways to deceive? Where would we be if they simply just quit, because of the lack of respect, because of the lack of appreciation, because of the lack of salary?


These public school teachers handle almost twice, and sometimes thrice, the number of students private school teachers do. I cannot stress just how much the future of the world depends on them. Because parents of these children, the government of our country, put their faith on these teachers to teach them rightfully.


These teachers can tell the 40 students in their classroom that being who you want to be is sinful, wrong, and that you will be damned to hell if you are in any way different or unique, and these students will believe them. These teachers can drill into their heads that math and science is simply all about memorization, and these students will obey. These teachers can order their students, scold them, tell them they are unworthy to live simply because life is a race and they are already too far behind to catch up, and these students will listen. These teachers shape almost 10, 000 students in their whole career.


One act of ignorance done every day to the same student and he will think he is unworthy of attention, that he has nothing to show. Favoritism amongst the class of 45 students will drive the students to compete, not for the sake of knowledge, but for the sake of getting the higher grade.


Do you see why they are so important?


Whereas, private teachers can attend to every need of each individual, one moment at a time, simply because they only have to nurture 30 or less students.


And yet private teachers get a higher pay than public teachers.


If these private teachers go wrong, if they teach the students to make sins, it won’t make a revolution, simply because these students are only 20-30% of the whole student population in the whole country, and the number of public students outweigh them. In the end, the influence of the majority wins.


But if said influcence of the majority is a bad one, well, what happens to the country? What happens to the future generation? What happens to humanity? What happens to us?


Do you see why they are so important now?

Public vs Private Schoolteachers