Being a teacher is like listening to a classical song. It could make you smile, could make you excited, could make you angry, and could make you sad. Everyday is a big surprise. You will never know what God in store for you.

Many people may judge you, not believe you, unappreciate you, and would not understand you on how you are doing your task of molding your students. It’s a pity that sometimes instead of hearing; ”Thank you ma’am for teaching me a life long lesson I will never forget” or “Thank you sir for taking care of my child in school, owning him like your own child, molding him to the right path where he should be”, you would hear complaints and accept frowns of disappointments. 

Teaching is a career, “no” a vocation… that would ask everything from you – your intelligence, your energy, your time and your heart. Compared to other jobs, your work does not end after class hours. Dismissal only means the start of preparing your lesson for the next day. Yes, it would ask more than your one hundred percent but you have to expect less.

Discouragements 

Expect less. Expect less that your student will not understand you when you give them many tasks. They would think that you’re giving them burden because you were giving them homework and seatwork. Expect less that some parents would appreciate you because you are teaching their children proper behavior and good character which they might didn’t learn at home. 

Despite this, you still have to move forward with God in your heart and confidence that you are just doing the right thing. Yes, teaching not an easy job. Maybe all kinds of job are not easy. This is the consequence of devoting your love and life to this vocation. 

I would be lying if I would say that I never thought of quitting yet every time this thought enters my mind, these questions would play inside my head:

If I will quit, we’ll there be another teacher to stand up for what is right?
How about my students? Who will teach them the lesson they wouldn’t learn from their books?
Who will love them? 
Would they grow successful or brutish, spoiled of their wrong doings and a failure?

5 years of teaching… still going… hopefully by God’s grace wouldn’t stop.
Thousand students will pass a teacher’s hand but only few teachers will love and care like how a mother to her sons…