Monday, March 2, 2009
First Light Seen
I've been busy this previous year but this year is so called superb...i almost forget that i have a blog..well it is the way it has to be.it is not easy to be a graduating student..so psensya muna..I'll post as many as i can if i have time..see u next day
Friday, October 24, 2008
When Will Destructive Criticism Became Constructive?
We have just finished our Dem0 teaching and that event gave hush-hush to some of our faculties here."keso walang alam in lesson planning,walang classroom management na ipina-impose while doing the teaching". Who is to blame?
We are trying to be perfect and we did our best but our best was only kacharchraran for her.Ma'am, why you have to tell us that we will be burden to our critique teacher?please po don't pour water to the little fired hope of ours.
During our demo, u didn't give us ratings due to us. You have shown your dismayed face.We saw it, the way you look at us,the way you pout and your gestures that only made us tensed rather than uplifted.
We say THANK YOU to all the teachers who give us the "ningas" to move on, for their encouraging words that would surely be a source of strength and continue the little dream that we're aiming for. May people like you will continue to scatter your magical words and touch ones life. We salute you.
Life is like a fairy tale sometimes, it takes a villain to have a happy ending but isn't it rewarding if this villain will realize that we are people once called villains not because we're possessing halloween features but principles for a better change.
Please make these destructive comments of ours become constructive..
We are trying to be perfect and we did our best but our best was only kacharchraran for her.Ma'am, why you have to tell us that we will be burden to our critique teacher?please po don't pour water to the little fired hope of ours.
During our demo, u didn't give us ratings due to us. You have shown your dismayed face.We saw it, the way you look at us,the way you pout and your gestures that only made us tensed rather than uplifted.
We say THANK YOU to all the teachers who give us the "ningas" to move on, for their encouraging words that would surely be a source of strength and continue the little dream that we're aiming for. May people like you will continue to scatter your magical words and touch ones life. We salute you.
Life is like a fairy tale sometimes, it takes a villain to have a happy ending but isn't it rewarding if this villain will realize that we are people once called villains not because we're possessing halloween features but principles for a better change.
Please make these destructive comments of ours become constructive..
Sunday, August 10, 2008
Essence of Friendster
Before i really thought making friendster account is just a waste of time,when nong benjie introduced it and told me the pros and cons i became interested to make my own.At first it was only made by my classmate and showed me on how to get started.There were times that i became irritated because i find it hard but after trial and error,I'm now learned friendster fanatic.I found my friends and old classmates just by searching their names.Just a click,the long lost friend will be traced.i am just thankful knowing and communicating with them after years of no news heard from them.
Restless Saturday
Saturday is supposed to be a rest day or cleaning up day.Wash the uniform, clean the house and make all preparations for the next weekdays ahead. Being a member of Developmental Readers and Effective Writers (DREWS) aiming to adopt the non readers and non writers of Lianga community considered this day as one of the weekdays of going to school, we're not bringing our books for the daily taking notes but instructional materials that will help our recipients to learn the lesson that we aer going to introduce.
Sometimes i find it tiring because we have to travel kilometers of dusty and uneven roads,hot atmosphere that made us a bath of sweat.
I learned some of the people on that certain place made me irked because i felt their unhospitality.Im not asking them to be hospitable anyway but to give some facilities that we need inorder to make the non- formal education\community immersion successful.a little support..
after many trials, we finally made it..we were doing the best things that we could and all our efforts were rewarded when we saw the little kids read.
Sometimes i find it tiring because we have to travel kilometers of dusty and uneven roads,hot atmosphere that made us a bath of sweat.
I learned some of the people on that certain place made me irked because i felt their unhospitality.Im not asking them to be hospitable anyway but to give some facilities that we need inorder to make the non- formal education\community immersion successful.a little support..
after many trials, we finally made it..we were doing the best things that we could and all our efforts were rewarded when we saw the little kids read.
Sunday, October 7, 2007
UNTITLED 2
The railroad track is miles away,
challenges are on its way.
Engines are learnings,
foundations to success.
As the trains goes by,
let the feet walk by.
Together with the wind,
where the road of no end..
Friday, October 5, 2007
UNTITLED 1
learner is two kinds,
a teacher and a pupil
the teacher teaches the pupil
the pupil teaches the teacher
some pupil like teacher,
some teacher like pupil
what learner are you,a pupil or a teacher?
FOR TAMSI
College life i think is a stage of a serious preparation for better tomorrow.It is indeed the next step for the fulfillment of our aims of becoming teachers.
In behalf of my classmates and friends, i thank you MISS TAMSI for sharing your time with us and broaden our minds in the wide range of education, for the hand-outs you shared that fill-up our hanging and lacking in stored knowledge and for the experiences that serves as our reflection.
In fulfilling our dreams, someone has imparted her experiences and learned ideas that help us to have foundation in the field of education. Those shares knowledge will not only be acknowledged but treasured for the rest of our existence.
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