Post by sir rodz on Nov 29, 2007 8:51:16 GMT -5
(The following opinion was taken from the CTE Bulletin because of its attack to me and its very delicate issue. I do not intend to plagerize or whatever but I would only like to share what was written.)
Of Pride and Prejudice in Teaching
From Right on Target by Rhonel S. Bandiola
Once when I was in the company of first year college student friends, one of them startled me by asking:
"Ana't course mo itayen pare?"
"Education pare," was quikly my reply.
"Ay teacher!" He exclaimed in atone implicating that I have the worst fate of all creations. His remark was followed by acasual laugh that my ear picked up as a maniacal as those villains in old movies.
"Siak ket engineering," I never asked but he mentioned it as matter-of-factly as if it was the best thing to say.
During one of the organizational meetings in the university that I attended, I was sharing my greatest dream of teaching in MMSu with a colleague. I was talking full of pep when an epal interrupted my harangue with a sharp two-word comment. "Ay nagcheap!" Blood drained out of my face, I was dumbstruck, rooted on the spot where I was standing.
And when I thought i had enough of these insults, the worst was really yet to come. As I was busy running through the pages of a newspaper, churchmate x (a young lady studying in Batac) approached and greeted me "Hi kuya!"
"Hello!"
"MMSU ka met?"
"Wen ading," it was evident; I was in my PE uniform.
"Ana a course?"
"Education ading."
"Ay dika koma agnursing or accountancy, pinerdim ti future mo!"
These are her exact words. Irony of ironies! I took up teaching in the hope that I will be instrumental in the hope that I will be instrumental in the framing of my students' future, but there is a fellow saying that i ruined my own.
These are the first hand accounts of my dealings with people afflicted with "superiority complex" (this is tha case for the majority of the populace). These are situations often encountered but rarely aired by CTEians like me. Within the palisades of our school, we are sufficiently reminded that we are "The Center of Excellence" as the AACUP result declares. These statements are always climaxed by the immortal, "You are lucky to be here stuff. But little did our professors know that beyond the walls of CTE lies a world where prestige is manifested in the kind of uniform that one wears.
Of course, we are not intellectually inferior to Mr. Engineering, the self assured epal or churchmate x. I (personally) doubt if their mental capacities are comparable to us. It just happened that they are taking up courses that are lucrative and commendable for most people. They got to wear the extravagnt uniforms and walk along the road in stately display of these. But when a CTEian walks in, all you have got are arched brows and arrogant stares. Sometimes I ask myself what is wrong with being a teacher. Perhaps people view teachers as neucritics who give futile efforts to chase back toddlers who slip away from the classroom or freaks who tech youngsters to sing in tune of Barney's famous song "I love you, you love me..." Well, we cannot blame them for such a doltish notion.
I think it is about time for us not to dwell too much on our pride and excellence. Our professors must minimize emphasizing the achievements of our school and its high-profiled faculty. Our eminence is of course axiomatic and CTE deserves to be extolled. But then again those hazed people out there cannot recognize academic excellence on dull and low-priced uniforms. They tend to see it in expensive ones. Just like many people who cannot see so much dignity in being a teacher. This is quite disturbing and demoralizing, like truth is meant to be.
The focal point must be on the development of professional pride. Rather it is the genuine love for our vocation that needs to be cultivated.
Undeniably, many of us here have reservations in becoming a teacher, Some are forced to be teachers simply because they have no other options or they did not pass the cut-off score for their preffered courses or because of financial constraints. Some are here just because they loathe the idea of being identified with the OSYs. Believe it or not, some are here for apparently no reason at all except to posses a college diploma, forgetting the idea of teaching. I know we all have personal justifications in entering this institution; but the main and most dominant of them all must be the sincere passion of educating the young.
Yes, we must love what we are doing. I think the duty of inculcating love for the teaching profession rests on our professors. Their task is beyond ensuring that we are adept in educating people. They must also see to it that we are moved byt the urged to teach. I know it is not easy but must be done if we are to combat the onset of superiority complex. If we love what we do, we do not give a d**n what others think or say.
Let us face the truth, teaching is barely considered an "elite job" unlike nursing, engineering or law wherein one is offered with vast oppurtunities in making money. But we need not to be intimidated. Teachers, after all, are the backbone of the sountry's educational system. Without us, the whole system will collapse like a child's lego toy. As educators, our obligation is to ensure that every child mximazes his potentials. We may not be able to solve the country's economic crisis but we are charged with the errand making sure someone else will.
Soon, we will take the reigns that direct the future of many individuals. We are not given large sum of money as salary, but the miracles that would be brought by the hands of dedicated teacher are priceless. One of my professors always inspires us by quotng this passage. "It takes thousands of carpenters to build a tower but it only takes a teacher tobuild thousands of professionals." This may be a little too cliche-ic, but it greatly helps in boosting our morale as future educators.
Of Pride and Prejudice in Teaching
From Right on Target by Rhonel S. Bandiola
Once when I was in the company of first year college student friends, one of them startled me by asking:
"Ana't course mo itayen pare?"
"Education pare," was quikly my reply.
"Ay teacher!" He exclaimed in atone implicating that I have the worst fate of all creations. His remark was followed by acasual laugh that my ear picked up as a maniacal as those villains in old movies.
"Siak ket engineering," I never asked but he mentioned it as matter-of-factly as if it was the best thing to say.
During one of the organizational meetings in the university that I attended, I was sharing my greatest dream of teaching in MMSu with a colleague. I was talking full of pep when an epal interrupted my harangue with a sharp two-word comment. "Ay nagcheap!" Blood drained out of my face, I was dumbstruck, rooted on the spot where I was standing.
And when I thought i had enough of these insults, the worst was really yet to come. As I was busy running through the pages of a newspaper, churchmate x (a young lady studying in Batac) approached and greeted me "Hi kuya!"
"Hello!"
"MMSU ka met?"
"Wen ading," it was evident; I was in my PE uniform.
"Ana a course?"
"Education ading."
"Ay dika koma agnursing or accountancy, pinerdim ti future mo!"
These are her exact words. Irony of ironies! I took up teaching in the hope that I will be instrumental in the hope that I will be instrumental in the framing of my students' future, but there is a fellow saying that i ruined my own.
These are the first hand accounts of my dealings with people afflicted with "superiority complex" (this is tha case for the majority of the populace). These are situations often encountered but rarely aired by CTEians like me. Within the palisades of our school, we are sufficiently reminded that we are "The Center of Excellence" as the AACUP result declares. These statements are always climaxed by the immortal, "You are lucky to be here stuff. But little did our professors know that beyond the walls of CTE lies a world where prestige is manifested in the kind of uniform that one wears.
Of course, we are not intellectually inferior to Mr. Engineering, the self assured epal or churchmate x. I (personally) doubt if their mental capacities are comparable to us. It just happened that they are taking up courses that are lucrative and commendable for most people. They got to wear the extravagnt uniforms and walk along the road in stately display of these. But when a CTEian walks in, all you have got are arched brows and arrogant stares. Sometimes I ask myself what is wrong with being a teacher. Perhaps people view teachers as neucritics who give futile efforts to chase back toddlers who slip away from the classroom or freaks who tech youngsters to sing in tune of Barney's famous song "I love you, you love me..." Well, we cannot blame them for such a doltish notion.
I think it is about time for us not to dwell too much on our pride and excellence. Our professors must minimize emphasizing the achievements of our school and its high-profiled faculty. Our eminence is of course axiomatic and CTE deserves to be extolled. But then again those hazed people out there cannot recognize academic excellence on dull and low-priced uniforms. They tend to see it in expensive ones. Just like many people who cannot see so much dignity in being a teacher. This is quite disturbing and demoralizing, like truth is meant to be.
The focal point must be on the development of professional pride. Rather it is the genuine love for our vocation that needs to be cultivated.
Undeniably, many of us here have reservations in becoming a teacher, Some are forced to be teachers simply because they have no other options or they did not pass the cut-off score for their preffered courses or because of financial constraints. Some are here just because they loathe the idea of being identified with the OSYs. Believe it or not, some are here for apparently no reason at all except to posses a college diploma, forgetting the idea of teaching. I know we all have personal justifications in entering this institution; but the main and most dominant of them all must be the sincere passion of educating the young.
Yes, we must love what we are doing. I think the duty of inculcating love for the teaching profession rests on our professors. Their task is beyond ensuring that we are adept in educating people. They must also see to it that we are moved byt the urged to teach. I know it is not easy but must be done if we are to combat the onset of superiority complex. If we love what we do, we do not give a d**n what others think or say.
Let us face the truth, teaching is barely considered an "elite job" unlike nursing, engineering or law wherein one is offered with vast oppurtunities in making money. But we need not to be intimidated. Teachers, after all, are the backbone of the sountry's educational system. Without us, the whole system will collapse like a child's lego toy. As educators, our obligation is to ensure that every child mximazes his potentials. We may not be able to solve the country's economic crisis but we are charged with the errand making sure someone else will.
Soon, we will take the reigns that direct the future of many individuals. We are not given large sum of money as salary, but the miracles that would be brought by the hands of dedicated teacher are priceless. One of my professors always inspires us by quotng this passage. "It takes thousands of carpenters to build a tower but it only takes a teacher tobuild thousands of professionals." This may be a little too cliche-ic, but it greatly helps in boosting our morale as future educators.
