Knowing that it is December...

This was a piece that I have written last December...



Knowing that it is December saddens me a bit.
It is not because the Christmas season makes me sad, but rather it is the thought that in a few months, the school year is about to end.

When I was given the task of being a class adviser of Gr. 7 Francis Kesy, I was filled with Euphoria because this is the very type of task that I have always been wanting for quite some time in my stint as a teacher. Before the school year started and after having learned of this new task, I kept wondering who my students are going to be. I received the list of the Kesy gangsters. I saw their names and kept wondering what these people are going to be like. Just seeing the list of my advisory class students keeps me in awe because I will be with them for the next ten months, and a lot of things are bound to happen in the coming months.

I was not at all disappointed of finally having to meet my students. Rather, I am and will always be humbled and honored for being able to guide these youngsters closer to God and making them responsible gentlemen for the society. As their class adviser, the journey was not always smooth, there were times that it gets rough and there were times that it was smooth. I cannot say that it was always laughter and cheers, for there were times that there were tears as well.

People might say that I have taught them a lot of things since I am teacher, but I would have to say otherwise. These students of mine were the ones who taught me some of the greatest lessons in life. I learned how to be a friend, a listener, a guide, a beacon, and even a father.

These 36 boys that God gave me truly changed my life. It truly pains me that in a few months we have to part ways. I will go on meeting new students and they will go on meeting new teachers and classmates. I have to establish inside my mind that they are not mine. I am just a passing entity in their lives. However, even though I am just passing by in their lives, I keep on praying that even for just a little bit, I have made them better individuals, and I have at least succeeded in a way in achieving Don Bosco's dream of making young people good Christians and honest citizens.

Just as the saying goes, all good things must come to an end. This is a truly good thing that happened in my life. It came by so fast, but we have to move on in search of the next best thing.

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