He's Different

The teacher that made a difference (in me).

Yes, he is different. Fast Facts?

• He is the only Doctor of Physical Education in the whole province of Negros Oriental.
• He is the only teacher who can make everyone laugh out loud.
• He is the only teacher who gives 1.5 (equivalent to 90%) as the lowest grade.
• He is the only teacher who gives free incentives and some of the answers to his exam (Midterms and Finals).
• He is the only teacher who gives Mentos during exams, justifying that sweets can help the brain work efficiently especially during exams.
• He is the only teacher who gives us free answer sheets.
• He is the only teacher who can give a joke without twitching his face. And I tell you, we would end up in great laughter. Kilay kaayo ka sir!
• He is the only teacher whom I know that has shared his dreams in life to his students. And I admire him for his lofty yet possible goals.
• And yeah, he is the one and only teacher I knew who encourages his students NOT TO STUDY during his exams. The exam is easy, essay type. Don't worry.

Tomorrow, we will be giving red roses to our top three favorite teachers in line with the International Teacher's Week. And he's gonna be one of the three that I will be giving my rose. He would really cry a river upon reading this post. Unfortunately, he's not a blogger, so I think it would be better to keep it that way.

The Origin of Mother Tongue

The dilemma of not teaching the Mother Tongue

Two months ago, I made a post about what mother tongue is. Just today, I discovered its origin. 

Well, I was once again late for my Ed8 subject today though I came to school early. Anyway, here it is. 

Once, there was a teacher in a private and prestigious school in one of the cities in the Philippines. She was a fluent English speaker. In fact, she is teaching the discipline for quite sometime already. One day, she asked one of her students to get a broomstick. 

Teacher: Kindly get a broomstick.

Student: Where is it placed teacher?

Teacher: It's at the back of the door.

Student: Pardon teacher.

Teacher: I said it is at the back of the door.

Student: Where?

Teacher: Naa sa likod sa purtahan bah.

Student: What is purtahan teacher?

Teacher: (irritated) Ay ako na lang mukuha.

After that incident, many teachers realized that they need not only teach the second language (which is English), but also the mother tongue especially to those children who have not been trained at home to speak in their native dialect.

Now, Lubuagan in Kalinga is the first to use Mother Tongue in their curriculum and they have found its effectiveness especially in the mastery and fluency of their learners in Language and Comprehension, both in English and in their mother tongue.

That Dysfunctional Water Closet

Ang ginaw ng office, yes. And I do not know why girls usually love to go to the cr to have some pee-pee stuff in the white throne sa mga oras na malamig.

Water closet pala tawag ng taga ibang country sa CR. Sosyal!

Anyway, ang labo lang kasi ng services ng comfort room namin sa office. First, okay pa, with a functioning light bulb, a lock, and a faucet. Meron lang yung tatlo, solve na ang ginaw. But sa kalaunan, bumigay ng isa-isa ang mga naghihikahos sa hirap na mga [insert word here*] na 'to, so we have to "suffer." 

Unang nawala ang ilaw. Okay lang. Kapa-kapa mode muna tayo. May cellphone naman (na sa wakas ay napahalagahan in the absence of load and ka text). Malas mo lang pag nag-landing sa bowl. Goodbye everything.

Nasundan ng lock. Nasira ang door knob sa lakas ng impact ng mga taong nag peepeepee do'n. Baka na rin sa adrenalin rush na dala ng tickling gall bladders nila. Okay pa rin naman. We barricaded it with a stack of chairs para di ma-open ng ganun-ganon na lang. Minsan kasi, may mga masasamang hangin na humihihip na lang ng pinto at pag-lingon mo, huli na ang lahat. May smiley na ang *toot* mo.

Ang pinakamasama sa lahat ay ang mawalan ng tubig ang CR. And the worst of all the worsts ay ang i-close ito dahil baka pumasok sa work place ang masangsang na amoy. 'Di naman yata maganda sa isang school publication office na magmistulang CR na rin ang amoy. So we have to go down the first floor, seek for a neat CR na may tubig at do'n na peepeepee. 

Mabuti naman narinig ng Alumni Office ang hinaing naming mga kabataang nagseserbisyo sa unibersidad. They sent someone to fix the light. At bumalik na rin ang tubig. 'Bay di man lang sinali ang door knob. Dapat pang i-summon ulit ang nag-ayos. 

Now, our CR is back to its services. Unfortunately, di lang nila sinira ang door knob, tinanggal pa talaga, leaving one perfect hole where anyone na walang modo can peep in. 

Good luck na lang sa parating pang mga bagyo sa 'Pinas. Surely, giginaw na naman ng uber ang paligid, at marami na naman ang magkaka-CR rush nito. Sa masilipan na lang.