Life of a Kat

Nang minsang maubusan ng Enrichment Activity ang klase ko sa kanilang Math subject, minabuti ni Teacher Ja pagawin sila ng seatwork at pinag-drawing sila tungkol sa kanilang paboritong teacher. At eto nga ang resulta at mga nalimbag ko galing sa aking advisory class.  Kahit hindi ko maintindihan kung bakit ganito ang mga paglalarawan nila sakin, walang paglagyan ang kagalakan sa puso ko dahil minsan sa buhay nila naging peborit nila ako :D Talikogenic si Mam! Bat may ethpada?! At my putho?  Kelangan may lapel talaga, ubos ang boses ni Mam kapag wala.  Ayan, nabibitin pa din pala ang pantalon sakin.... lol Nasan ang maskels ko sa totoong buhay?! Waaaaa Walang top si Mam, at putol din ang kamay. Guma-gown-gown din pag may time.... lol Yung sipit sa board, bagay pala sa buhok ni Mam. Lol Walang tatalo sa hairstyle ni Mam dito! Ramdam kong ginagaya nya ang style ni Mam magdrawing... May heels talaga a...

May 21, 2013 Dear Kat, How are you doing today? Do you remember the day that you wrote this letter? It is May 21, 2013 in CBTL Convergys at Ayala Avenue, Makati City, around 7pm. You were waiting for 9pm to hit, waiting for your former boss to sign your clearance for you to be able to get your final pay and start paying debts. Can you still remember why you resigned? Oh I sure know you do! You are reading this letter two years later. Quite a drama but Yes, you are to receive this two years after your fellowship with Teach for the Philippines culminates. Thank God, for you are alive and thank goodness you survived every bit of a challenge. I can imagine, you are starting to be teary-eyed as you read on. Probably laughing at the same time as you continue reading this.  It all started on a twitter hashtag, remember? You are a symbol of how powerful social media is as an avenue for advocacy, information dissemination and social change. You signed up, prayed every day...

I always look forward to this moment that I can just sit in front of my computer and begin typing away my thoughts. It had been awhile that I had reflected on my life. I had been too absorbed by many things that I had simply forgotten to ponder on all of them.  I am currently completing Summer Institute, a two-month program designed to prepare me not just an ordinary teacher, but a transformational teacher. Quite ambitious dare I say. Yes, it is. I am part of a bunch of people who dreams of building a nation of excellence, where no one is left behind.   As I look back on that moment of deciding if this is a job for me, I had set aside that main point of the organization- the social change advocacy-equality in education and opportunity. Makes me think, what am I doing here? I just wanted to be a teacher. Doubts had filled me in if I really can fulfill the bestowed task of transformation. I will not be able to see it soon. As challenge by Wendy Kopp, the CEO of Teach for...

There’s Hope India Arie I thought that I needed a lot A little was over rated, but a lot was a little too complicated You see-Zero didn't satisfy me A million didn't make me happy That's when I learned a lesson That it's all about your perception Hey-are you a pauper or a superstar So you act, so you feel, so you are It ain't about the size of your car It's about the size of the faith in your heart [Chorus:] There's hope It doesn't cost a thing to smile You don't have to pay to laugh You better thank God for that [repeat] There's hope [Verse 2:] Off in the back country of Brazil A met a young brother that made me feel That I could accomplish anything. You see just like me he wanted to sing He had no windows and no doors He lived a simple life and was extremely poor On top of all of that he had no eye sight, but that didn't keep him from seein' the light He said, what's it like in the USA, and al...