THEY ARE TEACHERS
THEY are teachers.
They were born the first moment that a question jumped from the mouth of a child.
They had been many people in may places probably touched by COVID-19.
They are Socrates (Athenian philosopher and teacher) whose teaching was based on questioning and cross-questioning that insulted the poetry, the eloquence and the metaphysics of which the aristocratic Plato (Greek philosopher) was a master.
They are Anne Sullivan tapping out the secrets of the universe into the outstretched hand of Helen Adams Keller (US author and lecturer; blind and deaf from infancy).
They are Aesop (Greek writer of fables) and Hans Christian Anderson (Danish writer of fairy tales) revealing truth through countless stories.
They are Mary McLeod Bethune, US educator who built a great college for her people, using orange crates for desks.
The names of those who have practiced the teaching profession ring like a hall of fame for humanity… Booker T. Washington (US educator and author), Siddhartha Gautama Buddha (Indian religious teacher and Philosopher); founder of Buddhism), Confucius, Latinized form of Kung Fu-Tse (Chinese philosopher and teacher), Ralph Waldo Emerson (US author, poet and philosopher), Moses and Jesus.
They are those whose names and faces have been long forgotten but whose lessons and character will always be remembered in the accomplishments of their students.
They have wept for joy at the weddings of former students, joyfully laughed at the birth of their children and stood with bowed head in grief and compassion by graves dug too soon for bodies far too young.
Through out the course of a day, teachers have been called upon to be an actor, friend, nurse, and doctor, coach, finder of lost articles, money lender, driver, psychologist, substitute parent, salesman, politician and a keeper of the faith.
Despite the maps, charts, formulas, verbs, stories and books, teachers have really nothing to teach, for their students really have only themselves to learn and they know it takes the whole world to tell who are they are.
Teachers are a paradox. They speak loudest when they listen the most. Their greatest gifts are in what they are willing to appreciatively receive from students.
Material wealth is not one of the goals of teachers, but they are fulltime treasure seekers in their quest for new opportunities for their students to use their talents and in constant search of teachers for those talents that sometimes lie buries in self-defeat.
Teachers are the most fortunate of all who labor.
A doctor is allowed to bring life into the world in one magic moment. Teachers are allowed to see that life is reborn each day with new questions, ideas and friendships.
An architect knows that if he builds with care, his structure may stand for centuries. Teachers know that if they build with love and truth, what they build will last forever.
Teachers are warriors, daily doing battle against peer pressure, negativity, fear, conformity, prejudice, ignorance and apathy. But they have great allies: Intelligence, Curiosity, Parental Support, Individuality, Creativity, Faith, Love and Laughter all rush to their banner with untiring support.
And who they are to thanks for the wonderful life they are so fortunate to experience, but you the public, the parents. For you have done them the great honor to entrust to them your greatest contribution to eternity, your children.
And so they have a past that is rich in memories. They have a present that is challenging, adventurous and fun because they are allowed to spend their days with the future.
They are teachers….and they thank God for it everyday.
Teachers of Paulino Fetalino Fabon, Sr. Memorial School convey their gratitude to those who gave reams of coupon/white sheet, to wit: Bernadette Pisueña & Family, Belen Fajanilan, Famay Uy & Family, St. Vincent Ferrer Parish Multi-Purpose Cooperative, Susan Cascalle & Family.