How a Teacher I came to be? My Lola Emma modeled on me Fear and love of God; virtues of kindness and humility. I danced and sang on the melody of notes As her skillful fingers play the piano with joyful thoughts. My Mama Alice, my Grade One teacher, Taught me how to spell and read and write the exact number. Married to a teacher, himself, my Papa Billy She was an exemplar of a dutiful wife full of piety. Reading books on GMRC was my pastime when I was in Grade three, Manners and conduct greatly imparted by my Lola Auntie. My Auntie Inay was my teacher in history The story of my country forever etched in my memory. Loving our own Filipino language was imbued in me By my strict, yet eloquent Mommy Landy. Time came for me to choose the path I would tread A variety of choices would have to be considered My Nene Linda never gave up and forever insisted Like her, it should be the English discipline, I should deal with. When career advancement dawned on me Books from the U.S. came from my Tita Espee She even unloaded my baggage When she bought me a pocket wifi; my doctorate works became easy to manage. As I end my tribute let me forget not Those who are family member- teachers who had fallen in the night They’re already home with the Greatest Master Teacher My Auntie Dith, Auntie Ling, Lola Tiya and many others. Asking myself, how a teacher I came to be Only did I know TEACHERS FILL MY GENEALOGY! October 5, 2014- WORLD TEACHERS DAY CELEBRATION
Posted on: Sat, 04 Oct 2014 22:05:54 +0000
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