SWEET SMELL OF TEACHING

SWEET SMELL OF TEACHING

At last,my Directed Teaching is almost over...but faces of my students that are frequently showing unaffected simplicity and lack of guile or worldly experience,that I usually see every now and then,wherever I go.
Does it sounds that I am missing them? Well, I do...I truly miss them..I just love staring at those conveyed countenance of "a teenager's naive ignorance of life".
Moreover,some of my students love me some aren't.that's okay....I can't definitely judge nor hold incriminations to them.
For almost two months of my temporal teaching in Sto. Domingo,I have come to realized that Teaching is eventually a chosen direction made by God for me.Pedagogy came out naturally as I recognized as an important profession.
Nonetheless,this is already a point of no turning back..because I am about to receive the academic degree which upon the completion's of my studies from the Autonomous University (do I sounds so mayabang?)
Modesty aside, the sweet smell of Teaching is when your students give you something that you never expect.I receive two Poems composed by my good students in II-A,despite of the grammar and spellings they are indeed good....I receive letters too from III-A.
I would like to post this Poem just as it is,created by my student:


"A Clown"
I can't show you who's the real me
'Coz my shadow of fear is eternity
I hide beyond happiness
But deep inside of me is sadness.

Rain washed away my tears
Sun rays cover my fears
I loved even my heart is wounded
I laughed even my life was haunted.

I was a clown with my costumes
A clown with my frustration
I was not me but a true actor
Who acts and makes life worth living for.....



This is the II-A's

OPTING THE TEACHING CAREER

OPTING THE TEACHING CAREER

They said that teaching is a calling, highly noble profession and developing the children's mind to be great leaders.Well, at first it's not...but reality proved me wrong that it is...I saw myself enjoying and enjoying terrorizing the students... the young hungry vultures of knowledge..
Still questions pop out from my tactil nerves ( is the spelling right? dunno know)...is teaching for me? Do I sounds like a teacher? Am I touching their hearts?
Huh ! Do I have the choice?....am already here....enjoying my Directed Teaching at Sto. Domingo National High School.
At least, I am enjoying though I'm still reluctant of my chosen career (?) or let say chosen course....I dont want to complain at all....it's the Lord decision why He wants me to teach..maybe to discipline me, I guess (lang naman).
Lo and behold, words of adjective to modify myself...the real me...the real I...the real Eric...is an impatient, brutally frank, less evil-less good, narcissistic vulgar, showing signs of Adolf Hitler reincarnation, with a thick gullible skull and most of all a worst social climber of all marxist and species of monkeys este species of Homo Sapiens (pala).....
Do you think (any) students can afford to stay in the classroom with such abnormal,yet, romantic as I describe it...hehehehe...please do give me a favor !! for that. If Dr. Jose Rizal would just be alive today as in TODAY....I strongly believed that he gonna kill me at Bagumbayan or Luneta by now.....wow..sounds really classy and publicly worth dying....(am I getting crazy?)
On the contrary, amidst of that terroristic approach towards my students...they still love me after all...of course..and nothing but OF COURSE.....I love them.You know what, I began missing my students in Sto. Domingo....haaayyyy, what an indescribable feeling !!!
I shed river of tears many times because of my missingness to these future educators of ours and even asked God to touch their feelings and to remember me ,though we parted ways......I just prayed that they will grow intelligently with blue collars someday.


Entrance of Sto.Domingo National High School


Tinny my fellow Intern, My Critic teacher and I with my zebrans sleeve


II-B I ask forgiveness from the Lord for being so brutally narcissistic to this class....truly,they made me to realize thay they were crying and bleeding inside as I look at their innocent faces.Sounds of begging were playing repeatedly in my ears....at least, I can calmly sleep now at night.


III-B so passive, on this class but they are surviving..though !


II-C..forgive me Lord, but this section is a toxic..I dont feel anything.


II-A just doing their parts to impressed me..honestly, they are literally good....and competitive.


III-A portraying Anne Frank..they experienced the unexpected embarrassment from me.Sorry guys...love you after all.

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HARRY POTTER HAS GROWN UP

HARRY POTTER HAS GROWN UP
Unbelievably true,yet, it's true... that the movie we used to watch and graciously adore by girls...Harry Potter, has grown up to be a young man.
Daniel Radcliffe in real life name (am not sure, though) had exposed himself to a stage acting aside from sticking to Harry Potter childish image.
Well, at least he decided to expand his horizon into the field of acting.....here are some pics to prove that he got into this stage acting...showing off his lanky body....I think it's his West End stage debut.......too bad we dont have that here in Pinas...
According to the source of this pictures: Daniel Radcliffe to make his West End stage debut starring opposite Richard Griffiths in the first major revival of Peter Shaffer’s classic play “EQUUS” opening at the Gielgud Theatre on Tuesday 27 February 2007.Daniel Radcliffe, who will be making his legitimate West End stage debut, will star as ‘Alan Strang’. “EQUUS”, which will have a fourteen-strong cast, will be directed by Thea Sharrock and designed by the play’s original designer John Napier. “EQUUS” will have lighting by David Hersey, movement by Scarlett Mackmin and sound by Greg Clarke.
Just a bit background of his character;Alan Strang (Daniel Radcliffe) seems a normal, obedient 17-year old with a passion for horses. Then one night he blinds six horses with a hoof pick. What drove him to it? His life seems routine, his family loving, his pursuits harmless and yet he has been placed under psychiatric surveillance - an unresponsive patient who is woken each night by terrible nightmares. Only psychiatrist Martin Dysart (Richard Griffiths) seems able to grasp the answer to this psychological puzzle.
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A DELIGHTED CHILDHOOD CRUSH

A DELIGHTED CHILDHOOD CRUSH
Let's go back to the time where my formative days was amusing.....hey I was the teen, youth of the 80's.That is what I prefer to be called. I have so many things to tell about 80's....either movies, songs, style, youth, school and etc....well no words to tell.
Up to now, I dreamt of coming back to the 80's..I want to go back the time where I had enough so much happiness.
Way back then, I had collection of fotos of my fave stars.....not just fotos or magazine but posters...giant posters of my fave Hollywood Actresses.How can I forget them...they are my lifetime crush....Just to mention their names: Brooke Shields known to be the Barbie Doll, Phoebe Cates as the sexy siren, Jaclyn Smith the x-factor and one of the original Charlies Angels, Linda Carter the former Miss World and Wonder Woman.
You bet..they got the looks and multi-talented as well...some of them aren't active in the biz right now but busy mothers (of their own). Here are the picz...judge them....

on her TV show Wonder Woman


Linda Carter


Pictorial in Charlies Angels TV show


Jaclyn Smith one of the original Charlies Angels


One of her movies...


Phoebe Cates


Brooke Shields at 40


In her younger days....strike a pose on Calvin Klien Jeans

KC Concepcion's Piczzzz

Well.....I just found the personal site of kc or blog online a month & a half now thru this multiply site as well.....she has a lot of pictures which I dragged some of it to post them here...........honestly, she has the full appearance of her Dad, the former matinee idol in the Philippine Cinema....Her full countenance reminds me of Gabby Concepcion (Dad nga nya anoh)..... the actor of the 80's. Just praying that KC won't cursed me to high heaven's and sue me for dragging her picz without asking her humble approval.....surely she won't take her time to view my blog.....heheheh.good for me....though !
She is studying right now in American University in Paris.....just to let you know that she's proficient in French language. Just to prove that I've got her site then check this out: KC and see for yourself that it is not really a site made by her fans or what......this is just the real KC site....thing. Eventualy, before she has this multiply account....I remember that she had her own site aside from this. But if this won't work...I had her added to my blog lists...at the extreme right of this blog...just look for KC name there.

BUTTERFLY KISSES LYRICS

I just heard this song a century ago...but I did not lend my sense of hearing to this kind of music since I am simply not interested.
One day, I just borrowed a USB from a dear pal while I was busyly taking my comprehensive exam at the English Department and so I was enjoying and listening to her collection of songs....and one of that is Butterfly Kisses by Bob Carlisle........I just noticed that I got carried away by the song....as if I'm already a Daddy...whew.
As I was savoring the melody of the song...the message behind on it deeply soothes in my heart.....this song is now a part on my collections as well.....I truly like the song.The song was so precious and sentimental as it is dedicated to a father sadly losing her favorite girl. It's truly a song that captures the emotions felt for a father on his daughter's wedding day.....unbelievably she's grown up enough to be a woman and ready to settle down.

I posted the lyrics here and you can simply view the video as well...by simply clicking the site below..

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qgZftrobqlg

BUTTERFLY KISSES

by Bob Carlisle

There's two things I know for sure

She was sent here from heaven and she's daddy's little girl.

As I drop to my knees by her bed at night

She talks to Jesus and I close my eyes and I thank God for all the joy in my life Oh,

but most of all For butterfly kisses after bedtime prayer;

sticking little white flowers all up in her hair;

"Walk beside the pony, Daddy, it's my first ride.""I know the cake looks funny, Daddy,

but I sure tried."

In all that I've done wrong I know I must have done something right

to deserve a hug every morning and butterfly kisses at night.

Sweet 16 todayShe's looking like her Mama a little more everyday One part woman,

the other part girl.

To perfume and make-up from ribbons and curls Trying her wings out in a great big world.

But I rememberButterfly kisses after bedtime prayer;

sticking little white flowers all up in her hair.

"You know how much I love you, Daddy, But if you don't mind I'm only gonna kiss you on the cheek this time.

"With all that I've done wrong I must have done something right to deserve her love every morning and butterfly kisses at night.

All the precious time Like the wind, the years go by.

Precious butterfly.Spread your wings and fly.

She'll change her name today.She'll make a promise and I'll give her away.

Standing in the bride-room just staring at her.

She asked me what I'm thinking and I said "I'm not sure-

I just feel like I'm losing my baby girl."

She leaned over...gave me butterfly kisses with her Mama there,

Sticking little white flowers all up in her hair

"Walk my down the aisle, Daddy-it's just about time."

"Does my wedding gown look pretty, Daddy? Daddy, don't cry!"
Oh, with all that I've done wrong I must have done something right.

To deserve your love every morning and butterfly kisses-

I couldn't ask God for more, man this is what love is.
I know I gotta let her go, but I'll always remember every hug in the morning and butterfly kisses.

CEREMONIAL DINNER PARTY OF THE WITS

I haven't updated my blog so far......Wish I could write something here but I'm just too tired. I've been doing a lot of thinking lately and it's been wearing me down more than the hustle of day to day life.
As a graduating Senior....bundles of requirements plus the internship and all those things...bugs me down to sleep, everytime I went home from my Directed Teaching.
However, I have some pics here taken during our Banquet.....a dinner party with the wits of AUP.......

With Pie


The Host of the Night - Ruth



With Jack and two Chinese Education majors

A dear Pal...Rancee

Our Dean...and the graduating seniors

Two sexy missionaries at both sides.

The host and the co-host

Jack and Dr. Caezar

exotic pal Juvy

Fellow interns...and teachers of tomorrow.