Still, I am unable to comprehend or understand what is going on in my head. Well I might be lazy, plain lazy. Or maybe I am looking for something new every time?

Somehow I feel like taking up new courses, maybe a new degree or something, so that I can try new stuff. But is that really the main reason? I heard so many complaints. Well, not complaints actually. But more of a rant. Questions. Voices inside their head. And all other sorts saying are they doing this right? Is teaching for me? Why teaching? Pft. It is not like they expect me to answer them. I’m no one.

Uh crap I confuses my self sometimes. But who cares.

They say teaching has its stages, so before I went on explaining what is on my mind, I encourage you to click play and listen to the song while reading. Why? Just incase my writing is not as interesting as it should be, the music video would have entertained you. If that doesn’t work for you as well, i dont really care.

So here goes. It doesnt have to be in any order. It might go back and forth until something happened. Also available  in mixtures of A and B. Oh some C.

Teaching as a profession.

Its normal to say I guess, this is the time where each time you enter the school, your heart is burning with passion. You want to make the change. You are the change. You will make everything better for your student. With all the knowledge you have from your previous life learning sessions, you are prepared and ready to embark on a journey that will forever change the lives of your students. You would do anything to reach out that goal of being the Great Teacher.

Everything is cool.

After a few months, things seems to get a little different. But you find your way. You managed to pull it through. Accepting, Cursing, Kicking, and Bitching. Harsh words, but its true. You managed to put up with the office politics, management, policies, and your students behavior. All of a sudden, you thought to yourself, is this going on forever..ever… ever…ver..er… Oh your friends told you that you “look and talk like a teacher!” What a coincidence.

Chasing butterflies.

Thiisss isss spaaaaartaaa. Well no. Everything changes. You dont have the flare anymore. You ignored most of the school by now. You basicly live in your own world. You go in classes and came out wondering what kind of damage you had done. You just sit around in the staff room waiting for your next class. When there is nothing to do, you go home. School is the last thing you want to know about. You go to school. But you are not there.

Whatever.

You go to school. Now you claim you go there, just for your students. Without them, I wont even bother. You started getting picky. You favor some class, some you dont even bother. You will find reasons to skip any activity that you feel you want to. You make new friends with the local clinic and health agencies. You look forward to school holidays.

Sea-sick, Teach-sick

Same as above, and maybe more visits to the local clinic. You are now like a Chipsmore. Maybe with a higher frequency of going missing. When you are in your class, you wonder what to teach. You sometimes refuse to go in random classes for relief. You are late to most of your class. Conclusion. Lazy.

Oh please, something new!

This is where you thought, if you are given one more chance, you will change to something else. Actor maybe? Singer? You ignored everything. You just do. What you are supposed to do. Nothing more. No more new thinking. Methods. Teaching aids sounds like a disease. Students are most likely puzzled most of the time. They enjoy your class the most because they have to do nothing. You are at the edge. Any major events will cause you to break down and leave the profession.

The Architect.

End point. This is where you are the teacher. When you talk, your students listens. When you walk, all the wind blows and the.. uh oh. Sounds too much. Well you are at the peak of a teaching profession. And going down is not an option. And bla bla bla. Basicly this is THE TEACHER. WHATEVER THAT MEANS.

What? This is not helping me!

So now, the question is about reaching to the last stage and making it through. That last stage will differentiate you between the teacher whom you despise during your school days and the coolest teacher you have ever met. The transition is challenging. I dont even know what? Or how? Only you can make the change. You have the decision. It has, have and had always been you.

If people ask me, which stage I am on now, I’d say.

The best teachers teach from the heart, not from the book. To quote a lecturer of mine before, you touch their heart, you will touch their mind. So when you teach from your heart you will touch their heart and automatically touch their mind and ta da they will be brighter and more intelligent now. Its like magic magic magic~

Phew, does that made me sound like a philosopher? Oh you get me. Yay?

Eh, I blog’d?