Teachers Day
It's my first time to "celebrate" Teachers Day outside the country. Well, I didn't actually celebrated it. I just stayed at home because it was my day off. I washed some clothes, and cleaned my place. While cleaning, I saw some letters from my former students. Reading those letters made me feel how sweet it is to be a teacher.
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Thanks Crizzy! |
It's not the spelling nor the grammar, It's the thought that counts. :"> I have some students who never get tired of reminding me that I'm pretty (even at my haggard moments). It feels so good to be loved by them.
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Thanks Ysa! |
I'm glad that my students know that I don't dislike them. I really love being with them. I treat them as my babies or younger siblings. As much as possible, I want them to enjoy the learning activities in class.
The greetings meant a lot for me. I'm thankful that my former students remembered to greet me. :">
PS
I'll make another post about my experience in the Philippines during Teachers Day.
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