Our Teachers, Our Hero
The valiant soldiers who fought in renown battles used swords and spears whom they face nothing but bloodshed, with the sacrifice they shoulder, they were made to be a hero. But in the modern day era, battles are fought with rulers and books, fighting to feed the hungry souls who scream for knowledge, they are the teachers. Teachers are known to teach and share their wisdom; they are to face the odds of what the world throws at them unwillingly. With the determination to teach and the strength to shoulder the burdens, they are the heroes that this country needs.
Teachers play a critical role to the society, they mould the minds of the youth and they give way to the stairs of success. Without them, the stairs would be brittle and dark. During dark times, the Philippines were conquered and were harassed, nothing else would ever fight the beast but a few would dare. The people raised their torches and others raised their pens and would ignite the others to repel the beast from its homeland, others fail to do so thus they leave blood to their homeland. Others would also sacrifice their lives, they would also fall and heroes were made and will never be born. A baby comes into this world as the baby holds nothing else but ignorance, how shall this baby ever face the dark world we ever lurk upon? The parents are our first teachers, they teach us the basics on how to live in world, and they act as a shield against anything that this world may throw. But some were born without their parents, they lost the guidance that they seek and easily fall to influence.
I walk upon the silent hallway as the silence was broken, you can hear the teacher talk and the sounds would echo away, as I passed through I glanced at a teacher looking directly to him, I wondered, why would they be so generous to share their knowledge?
The class was noisy, everybody seems to do their usual business until the noise was broken into silence, everybody looked towards her, with her frowning face, and she would not even dare to smile or draw a grin. She’s our science teacher, a very strict one indeed. With her teaching powers she is very strict and you would not even dare to look at here directly and you’d know if she’s looking at you when a ray of light reflects her glasses. No one would even dare to throw a joke at her, it’s a suicidal act. After the graduation, we went on our different ways. After leaving, I left a big regret because of misjudgement as she was one of the greatest teacher I met even thou I feared her presence, my work got lighter and everything turned out to be easy because of her. Deep inside her lies a sweet heart, until know I carry this regret like a stone and I would go back to her and plead for forgiveness for what I have done to her.
She attached a very important picture to my life, a picture that will never fade as time passes by, that I would ever think of heroes I know them that they are the teachers that this country will ever need.
