Words of Thanks to My DCHS Family

(Disclaimer: Someone told me that I might give a thank you message during the thanksgiving ceremony. So, on the day of the thanksgiving ceremony itself, actually during the general meeting, I hurriedly wrote this thinking that I would really give a message. However, there was no giving of message; instead, I blogged it. This is unedited, so forgive the grammar lapses.)

A year ago, I was here before you, giving my testimony about how thankful I was to be part of the Davao Christian High School family, that I was already “home.” A year (or so) after, I’m here again, giving another testimony about how thankful I am to be part of the DCHS family, but this time, I am already leaving home.

It’s undeniable that DCHS has become one of my second homes. It wasn’t that difficult adjusting here maybe because I’ve already met some of you during the Inter-Chi volleyball competitions. The school itself isn’t unfamiliar to me anymore, too, for I was able to join seminars where the venue was here. Generally, DCHS and I have made a bond easily and smoothly. With that, I would like to thank DCHS and the people who have become a wonderful part of my life.

To my English area family, thank you for the fun moments especially during our outing at Lake Sebu and Gumasa. Thank you for unceasingly teaching and guiding me with my lessons, activities, etc. To Ma’am Katya, my ever loving, supportive, and encouraging subject area coordinator, thank you, Ma’am. I will surely miss how you’ve been constantly appreciating and believing in me, not only as a teacher but also as a person.

To my volleybelles, thank you for the super duper fun times from playing to eating. Thank you because even if we often lost, we still had fun. Don’t worry. I will not apply in any DACS school, so I will not become your opponent in the Mother Assumpta Cup. I will miss you all and the free jersey! :))

To my high school family, thank you for the (insert adjectives) memories that we’ve had. I’ve learned different things from each of you, and I truly appreciate the times that despite the stresses, we still find time to laugh and have fun. I will miss how we become so “seriously fun!”

To my fellow 4th year teachers, thank you. Thank you for the support, patience, and understanding. Being the youngest (ehem2x), I am so happy to have kuyas, ates, and tatay in the 4th year family. I will surely miss your brilliance and enthusiasm.

To the guidance people, Mayor, Mymy, Ma’am Sashi, Amielle, plus PGen, thank you for adopting me during lunch time. 😀 Thank you for listening to my dramas and to my jokes (if I had). Thank you also for the stories that you’ve shared with me. Never worry. My lips are sealed and I value confidentiality.

To my travel mates, thank you for the bond and fun! Looking forward to more travels with you! Please text me! :))

To Ma’am Frane, thank you for the opportunity of sending me to the K to 12 training in Baguio. Thank you. I’m sorry if I had not become the teacher that everyone expected me to be, but rest assured that I love and care for my students for them to become ‘independent learners,’ and to the extent that my husband gets jealous whenever I keep on buying prizes for the kids. Still, thank you so much, Ma’am.

To the most awesome and loving principal, Ma’am Jocy, a big, big thanks to you. You just don’t know how you’ve inspired me and all of us to be excellent teachers. Thank you for the birthday notes, for the counsel, for the LOVE, for everything. You’ve indeed touched my life, Ma’am, and you are one of the people whom I will miss a LOT! I know it’s difficult to find another Ma’am Jocy in other institutions, but I pray that I could meet a leader who is enthusiastic and supportive as you. I love you, Ma’am.

To everyone who has become part of my life in one way or another, thank you. Though, to be honest, I don’t know some of you personally, I still thank you because you know me. :))

Some of you are surely confused why I would be leaving. One of the reasons I’m leaving is that I’m applying in public. My husband has recently been accepted as a public school teacher, and he has encouraged me to apply in the public school. Yes, it takes months to be in the public, but as what I’ve informed others, “While waiting, baby making!” Please pray for me and for us. 😉

Two years of stay here in DCHS may be so short, but for me, it’s like I’ve already been here for a long time because I was able to adapt well easily. I may be leaving DCHS, but my love for the school and the people will be staying here forever. We never know, I might come back here soon, or maybe there in Ma-a. We never know. Only God knows.

Thank you and good noon.

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The Last Homeroom

My Wednesday morning did not turn out to be right. I woke up late, prepared my things late, and the worst, I arrived 3 minutes late in school because of the taxi driver (who didn’t have change for my 100 pesos!) I thought it was totally a BV morning for me until I entered the classroom.

It was our last Homeroom class. I actually thought of much more exciting activities, but given 20 minutes for our Homeroom period, I was sure that 20 minutes wouldn’t be enough. Besides, our class would have still met before the school year ends.

When I entered the classroom, several students were already there. Well, others were still late. I led the class in prayer, and after that, I told them about the activity.

                                                    

                                                        (Name)

                                     I will miss you because…

 They wrote their names at the topmost part of their sheet. Then, below their names, they wrote, “I will miss you because…” I even told them that the activity was yeah, cheesy, but I assured them that they would have fun writing on their classmates’ sheets.

And, they surely had.

"I miss you because..."

“I will miss you because…”

The students already started writing. I heard compliments, jokes, and laughter. The activity somehow turned out to be well and fun, I believe. Seeing them move from one student to another to write their reasons why they will miss their classmates, I turned out to be a little sentimental. Yes, they are graduating soon. No. Very soon. I just kept on observing my kids, taking pictures of them, laughing with them, and telling them to carry on.

Sharing time!

Sharing time!

After a few minutes, I told them to stop. They returned to their seats and removed the sheets from their backs. I then called them one by one to read in front of the class what their classmates had written. Some were pleasant. Some were comical. But, the bottom line was, regardless the reason, they would miss their classmates. I would miss them, too.

A student posts her "I will miss you because..." sheet in her cubicle. :)

A student posts her “I will miss you because…” sheet in her cubicle. 🙂

To my Honesty students, thank you for making my first year of teaching in Davao Christian High School worthwhile. My shed tears, cracked jokes, shared laughter, and everything with you would be all memorable. I know I haven’t been a perfect teacher and adviser to you, but I have tried my very best to be at least, a friend to you. I won’t bid goodbye to you yet because I am sure that we will still see and meet each other soon. I just hope you will never forget where you have come from. Stay thankful and blessed. And, continue to be amazed by God’s grace. God bless you, my Honestisia babies! I love you all! :*

Practical Parenting Seminar

“You are on a boat with your husband/wife and your child and it starts to sink. But, you can only save one person. Who would you save?”

As this question was asked to us before the talk had proceeded, at the back of my mind, I answered, “I would save my husband.”

The choice that we had as answers to the said question led us to this realization: “Wrong priority in life means wrong living.” It doesn’t mean that if you prioritize your husband/wife more than your kids, or the other way around, it is already wrong. It just means that if we prioritize too much on someone, which tends to forgetting another one, then that leads to wrong priorities.

The statement above is just one of the remarkable points that I learned from the FREE seminar that I attended at Davao Christian High School – Function Hall last February 9, 2013, Saturday. Practical Parenting Seminar – this seminar was organized by the Parents Teachers Fellowship (SY 2012-2013) of the Davao Christian High School. This was attended not only by parents, but also by grandparents, teachers, guardians, and even single individuals. Aside from that, non-DCHS parents were also invited to the said seminar.

The speaker of the said seminar was none other than Mr. Francis J. Kong. For those who know him and for those who had attended the seminar last Saturday, we were so blessed to have attended a FREE seminar with Mr. Kong as the resource person.

The resource person of the Practical Parenting Seminar held at Davao Christian High School -- Mr. Francis J. Kong

The resource person of the Practical Parenting Seminar held at Davao Christian High School — Mr. Francis J. Kong

The seminar lasted for almost two hours. Despite how brief that seminar had been, there were already an array of learning and lessons that was shared to us. Aside from the statement mentioned at the first part of this text, I would like to share the following points that I had taken down into my notebook, and of course, that I had learned. 🙂

–          Love is giving, serving, providing the best for the object of the recipient.

–          Insanity is hereditary. You get them from your children! (LOL)

–          God is in control! 🙂

–          The mark of stupidity complicates the simple.

–          Parents/Families have forgotten to teach children Biblical values. Don’t blame the media.

–          The secret to success is STILL discipline.

–          Parenting is a nonstop adventure.

–          The ability to delay gratification, or in other words self-discipline, is the key to success.

–          Fathers should talk to sons about sex; mothers should talk to daughters about sex. Don’t wait for the time that your children will ask about it to other people, worse, to WRONG people.

–          Parents make mistakes. Say “I am sorry”, not “It’s your fault!”

–          Management is about control. Leadership is about influence.

–          Only rewarded actions are repeated.

–          We are all walking bank account in terms of emotional currency.

–          Skills agility, not the school where you came from, matters most. After three months, people will just have forgotten from what school you have graduated.

–           Teach your kids to love God more than they love you.

Giving of Certificate of Appreciation to Mr. Francis Kong (L-R: Mrs. Jocy So-Yeung, Principal, Mrs. Yvonne Cabada, PTF President, Ms. Franelli Pableo, School Directress, and Mr. Francis J. Kong, Speaker

Reading the citation and Giving of the Certificate of Appreciation to Mr. Francis J. Kong
(L-R: Mrs. Jocy So-Yeung, Principal, Mrs. Yvonne Cabada, PTF President, Ms. Franelli Pableo, School Directress, and Mr. Francis J. Kong, Speaker

As Mr. Kong was about to end his talk, he shared, “The most important thing apart from loving kids is loving their mother.” He explained, “When kids grow up, they will eventually leave their parents and build their own families.” And, to end, he jokingly said, “That is why, we (parents) must love our spouses even if we have no choice!”

Hahaha! Truly, that was an informative and FUN seminar!

Our Simple Tenses of the Verb Class

I never expected yesterday’s and today’s sessions as four of my most enjoyable lessons and classes in my teaching life.

Our lesson was simply about the Simple Tenses of the Verb. For fourth year students, this lesson would have been a cliché for them already, for they had learned this when they were still in their grade school years. However, yesterday’s and today’s classes went to show that there was still something that they had to learn and relearn. The lesson on simple tenses of the verb seemed to be ‘simple’, but most students (even professionals) got mistakes with this—in spite of how simple it is.

After the prayer, we started with our game: Verb Charades. These were the instructions that I gave before the game:

1. The class will be divided into two teams.

2. Each team will choose one classmate as their guesser. The rest of team will be the clue-givers.

3. A short sentence, each with different verb tense, will be presented to the team while the guesser, who will be in front of the team, will be guessing the sentence correctly.

4. The sentences that will be presented to the team will be in the past tense, present tense, and future tense respectively.

5. For the guesser to guess the sentence successfully, the team has to act out the sentence.

6. Each team is given 5 minutes to guess the three sentences. The team who guesses the three sentences correctly (or who has the higher number of points) will win.

When the game started, both teams had fun in acting out the sentences, and the guessers also had fun (and anxiety) in guessing and giving the sentences correctly. The following sentences had to be guessed:

For Team A:

The boy ate ice cream. (past tense)

Father dances on the stage. (present tense)

The carpenter will build a house tomorrow. (future tense)

For Team B:

The girl drank milk. (past tense)

Mother cooks in the kitchen. (present tense)

The policeman will catch the thief tomorrow. (future tense)

Though one team won over another, both teams had fun. So did I.

the four sections (with two teams each) during their verb charades

We then went to the lecture-discussion afterwards. During the discussion, my students listened intently, and some even asked questions to clarify some things. I sensed that they really had the gusto to learn, and I highly appreciated their dedication to learn. Another thing, after the discussion, I mentioned some sentences to my students to which they had to identify whether the tense used in each sentence was in the simple past, simple present, or simple future tense. The flow of the oral drill was good, until I mentioned the sentence, “I am beautiful.” In the four sections (of different sessions), the students really answered me with “PAST!” OK fine. LOL I just continued with another sentence. “I will give you a zero later.” The students abruptly replied, “No, Ma’am!” LOL Well, generally, the discussion went smoothly and of course, fun!

After the lecture-discussion, we proceeded to the evaluation part: the Rap Game. The gist of the activity was for them to compose a short rap song using the tenses of the verb. After fifteen minutes of composing and practicing, each group presented their ‘cute’ and fun presentations.

Generosity section writing then rapping! 🙂

Honesty groups during their Rap performances

Loyalty groups, yoh!

Humiliteam! 😀

Despite the short time given to them for their practice, they were still able to come up with nice performances. They weren’t perfect—yes, but they were good. Above all, aside from the fact that they relearned the simple tenses of the verb, they were also able to appreciate the simple tenses of the verb—in a fun and cool way.

Break it down. 🙂

The Unexplainable Joy of Being a Fourth Year High School Teacher

Who would have thought that teaching fourth year students would be actually fun?

Before I began to teach fourth year students, I taught Grade 1 pupils. Yes, from Grade 1 to fourth year. I already expected for big adjustments in whatever or whichever should I be adjusting with – learning styles, subject matters, environment, and the learners themselves. Would I be able to adjust soon? Would I be able to give what my new students need?

Days and weeks passed by, and I was slowly coping with the adjustments. I was able to adjust a little with their learning style –  the Dynamic Learning Program or what we called the Independent Learning. I was able to adjust with the environment also. Well-adjusted so to speak! With the subject matters, I admit that they sometimes gave me headaches because to be honest, I had to study them again! My knowledge for higher level of English was already buried, so I had to exhume such knowledge again (if there’s any! Haha!) Perhaps, I couldn’t be blamed, for I had only taught the Alphabet, Common and Proper Nouns, Pronouns, Adjectives, and the like for three years. Grade 1 teacher, remember?

Generally, I had adjusted quite swiftly. I never thought that I would be able to adapt in a new environment well and fast. With my new set of “kids”, I might find them noisy and uncontrollable sometimes, yet they’re still far different from my grade 1 kids. Well, they should be.

I knew it had still been a month or so of being with my seniors, but I could definitely say that I had been feeling and enjoying this unexplainable joy of being a fourth year teacher.