Being a teacher I would like to tell everyone that I am not just teaching about mathematics as my major subject. I taught them many times , anything about life. I am a kind of person who experienced struggle but I am not taking it seriously. I still need to smile when there is laughterand share to my students. I see to it that there is no gap between us after classes. In our room, I am their teacher to teach them and they are my students to listen me discussing the subject matters. After classes, we could share jokes and laughter. As you can see us while cooking during feeding time and any party at school , we are like a friend, a siblings. Their parent are all happy on how I deal with them. That's the secret of sharing education, love and devotion to endigenous people.
As a teacher, there are students who made effort to make me feel happy and love and I got one whom I ever love so much.
Two lovely green roses made from a leaf. I was shocked and made me being loved with respected. This is more than a red roses.
We had program and lunch together.
*It was the time and venue of the program.. We both enjoyed the moment that made the principal surprised how warm the atmosphere for that afternoon.
There were cards and message they gave to me. It made me feel younger.
Anyway, last Monday I met accident. Story will be tomorrow.
So much love for you from your students. I wish I'd experience the same because being given by those meaningful presents can make me feel I'm valued too.