Wednesday, July 19, 2006
so the time has come...
all good things must come to an end.
it's been a wonderful one and a half years here. yes, there have been lots of shit, but there are good times too. time spent with fantastic colleagues, who've become closer than friends. time with the students, who make me want to laugh and cry all at the same time. sometimes i don't know whether to pretend to be angry or just be exasperated. at times, they appear to be *almost* mature, able to behave sensibly and see the bigger picture; at times they regress to behaving like kindergarten kids, creating mayhem and disgracing themselves.
when i told my kids on monday that i would be leaving them, most of them told me that they were in shock. as one of my girls put it - "i've taken you for granted". i never expected that such a day would come either. my reason for leaving was never because of the students. students are my life. they cheer me up no matter how unhappy i am when i go to class. my ct kids bought me a cake and wrote their well-wishes on cards and stuff after which they presented to me in a box. and apparently another class was planning a surprise for me tomorrow, which i found out prematurely. unexpectedly, two of my students whom i had taught both last year and this year wrote me some things which really touched me. if a student ever comes across this blog, whether accidentally or otherwise, i wish to say:
you have made my short stay here more than worthwhile. i believe in all of you. whoever says that you're hopeless said it because they do not have faith. i know i've been preachy at times, boring at times, too nice at times. but i must say that every single one of you has left an impression on me. i will never forget a student who has wandered into my journey of life. it is precisely because of you that makes me go on. remember that it's not how short the journey is; it is where you go and who's walking with you along the way. believe in yourself.
i love you all.
it's been a wonderful one and a half years here. yes, there have been lots of shit, but there are good times too. time spent with fantastic colleagues, who've become closer than friends. time with the students, who make me want to laugh and cry all at the same time. sometimes i don't know whether to pretend to be angry or just be exasperated. at times, they appear to be *almost* mature, able to behave sensibly and see the bigger picture; at times they regress to behaving like kindergarten kids, creating mayhem and disgracing themselves.
when i told my kids on monday that i would be leaving them, most of them told me that they were in shock. as one of my girls put it - "i've taken you for granted". i never expected that such a day would come either. my reason for leaving was never because of the students. students are my life. they cheer me up no matter how unhappy i am when i go to class. my ct kids bought me a cake and wrote their well-wishes on cards and stuff after which they presented to me in a box. and apparently another class was planning a surprise for me tomorrow, which i found out prematurely. unexpectedly, two of my students whom i had taught both last year and this year wrote me some things which really touched me. if a student ever comes across this blog, whether accidentally or otherwise, i wish to say:
you have made my short stay here more than worthwhile. i believe in all of you. whoever says that you're hopeless said it because they do not have faith. i know i've been preachy at times, boring at times, too nice at times. but i must say that every single one of you has left an impression on me. i will never forget a student who has wandered into my journey of life. it is precisely because of you that makes me go on. remember that it's not how short the journey is; it is where you go and who's walking with you along the way. believe in yourself.
i love you all.
