Rotten Education

Learning about subjects -- Science, Mathematics, or Languages, they call it, Education. How important is it on the minds of the teachers, the students, and the general populace? Different perspectives for different kinds of people, actually.

Just recently, I am utterly furious about how the system runs. Well, I am well-aware that education is also learning about the importance of life. Understanding about the characters and attitude of one's self and others. Of course, there is Pschycology and other courses that we can relate to the topic. However, on the irony, teachers cannot even understand what Education is. I am not scrutinizing all of them though because I came from a family of teachers. My mother, I could proudly say, is a very good one at her profession. But the one problem I am very much affected, is how some of the teachers, specifically, those who came from our province, do not know the importance of Child Pshycology.

I did not hold them at fault though for every wrong doings but they owe us some worthy explanations. To start with, I have a brother who has their own petty wrong deeds and a bit of not-so-good temper which is really common in the family. We are not one of those who lack comprehension skills, in fact, my brothers excel in their classes. My brother who is almost 2 years younger than I, is currently taking a course to accelerate to college, hopefully. He has not finished high school and was transferred from one school to another. I do not blame all of this to him just because he is too lazy to go to school. Being lazy and bored at school is a very shallow reason which I cannot personally accept. We all get lazy to go to school, and I will not deny that myself. But there are things to consider. It is the WHY's behind the laziness and boredom which will lead us to another significant story that will make our beloved teachers guilty. I have another brother, next to the one I mentioned earlier, who is currently in high school trying and struggling to finish the term. He was enrolled at a catholic school (I am an alumna) for the first half of the school year and was kicked out by the inconsiderate teachers and of course, the principal and guidance counselor, who happens to be the servants of God.

The reason why my brother was expelled in this school? Well, he got in trouble with a schoolmate outside the school campus and it happened after class. As far as my knowledge regarding this matter is concern, I believe it is not under the supervision or jurisdiction of the school to judge the student delinquent as per the actions done outside school and after class. The responsibility is shifted back to the parents who are solely responsible for their children.

I am doing this not because of my personal grudges against my previous teachers and professors, but I am doing this for my brothers. They have been violated. My high school brother whom I am very much concerned about, is complaining about his teachers who's been biased on judging him as a burdensome student. The teacher should know very well about how the student should act. They should be the one who has the patience to understand them. They are just frustrating.

This heated up my temper! And this came from a voice of an older sister and a voice to be heard on behalf, not only for my brothers but for those youths who are left with no choice but to adhere with the ever so respected teachers.

If the future depends on the teachers, then I challenge you to prove it!

Courage

More often than not, we cower over a broken heart (well, who would not?!). I believe it is like you have weak knees, you trip over and you are struggling to stand up at that moment yet you think it is futile to even try. You grab on something to help you back on foot but then sometimes you get frightened you might fall back again so you just settle on the ground forgetting on how it would feel better to stand up again.




I really thought it is better not to feel any love towards another person other than your family, relatives, and friends. Really wish my capability of loving would vanish but that is way too impossible because we are born through LOVE. Love that is shared by both our parents. Love that is cherished and we grew up with. But were you able to realize how lucky they are to find the love that will settle down their hearts from wandering? When will I found the right one? And when can I have the chance to stop him from wandering, looking for the right one, who is actually me?




Magic, isn't it? How many times do we hear people mouthing the same old phrase, "There's a lot of fishes in the ocean." If only it is that easy to fish out a person you will love. Although, maybe it is true that love can be learned but I personally, beforehand, you are already open to love the person that you are learning to love. But if you are already determined that you will not love the person, how will you learn to love him? Do you think it is merely a choice? Well, I guess it is magic combined with prayers and a good choice, of course.




Funny, it may seem, that mostly, our problems will relate to love. Does this mean, our purpose on Earth why God send us here is to love and be loved in return? I presume it is one sensible thinking.




However, there are some who think they are masters of others feelings -- playing with emotions. I know I cannot read minds but I wish I do so I will not judge them. But then I remember what Mahatma Ghandi said, 'A man is the sum of his actions, of what he has done, of what he can do. Nothing else.' We are entitled to our own opinion though. But we are judged by the actions we do responsibly or otherwise.

-- aikee --

Sad Truth

Thought it was already a perfect start. Not until I heard the beep. Viola! I was again bothered. Bothered by so many questions, problems, pains. Pre-occupied by a person who swallowed all the pride he has -- I foresee a good father in the future, although he may not be a good provider for now but will be inspired by the newborn child. I was moved by how precious the love is. By how much care and how much appreciation he has.

The story began. Quite a short story. He is only an acquaintance. Do not really know him that much. Was able to know him through a friend. His whereabouts, background, and others are only from what he told me and not from what I saw in him and from what people thought about him. I believe that was a year and months ago since I heard about this man, and then just recently I received a message from him and that he needs help. Weird, which made me ask why. I am just not too used with someone whom I barely knew asking for help.

He is in dire need, I presume. Which was confirmed by a text message that his newborn baby was in ICU due to a pneumonia. The doctor advised that he can already bring the baby home, however, the sad part is, he does not have money to pay for hospital bills and his baby was left alone in the hospital. He was asking me for help which was his last resort. Unfortunately, I do not have enough resources myself. I may not know how difficult it is for him in this situation, but a person as I am, I am really moved.

Empathy pushed me on writing this. I may not be able to give him the thing that he needs as of this moment, but I am with great faith that everything has its answers. There is no need to lose hope for something that can be possibly answered. There is God up there and generous people out here who can help. There are also lots of ways to do. I am just praying that everything will be accepted with patience and sacrifices will be appreciated. All the tribulations, challenges, and trials are the best tests that makes us a better person as we age.