I love...

i love my advisory class. i love the 50 souls under the section II-Banaag, schoolyear 2004-2005. they may get to the nerves of most teachers because they say they're difficult to discipline, but i don't know why i understand them. i sometimes fear that it may be because i don't know how to get mad and i'm tolerating their misbehavior but i think they're really not as bad as they seem to be. you just have to get their attention, make them realize that you understand them and then connect with them -- ika nga, kunin ang loob nila. (haay, one more week before the start of my classes in moving from childhood to adulthood, 'hope i'll really get to learn more about teens these days) 

i just wish that whenever the teachers complain about them -- "haay, ang ingay ng Banaag!", "yang si __ kausapin mo ha, ganito na naman ang ginawa", "disaster na naman ang Banaag"; they also remember how they did when they had their retreat. i was so proud of them then. they gave their best at the celebration of the Mass... what a beautiful rendition of Panunumpa during Communion! as gratitude to their parents, they prepared a wonderful presentation. they remembered to thank me and gave me flowers too :) i hope that the teachers keep in mind too that they are capable of winning (e.g. in the poster-making contest, in a group activity in one of the level talks)

hehe, i thus always remember the words: "he has the face only a mother can love." others may call them the worst bunch of sophomores, but i'll always be there for them :) i just hope that even after this year, or their high school graduation, or their college graduation, or 10/20/50 or so years from now, they'll still remember me, because i will always have a special place in my heart for them :)