Teacher: Brings Dreams To Life

There are many definitions of heroes. But I wonder who heroes are? Is the policeman who keeps the peace and order of the community and arrests the criminal people? Is the doctor who cures the sick person and saves the life of his dying patient? Is the fireman who fights and saves the life of person who is in danger? Are they the heroes? But for me, there is great person who made their professions now possible, the person behind their success. The people who are indeed a great hero because they not only brought us to the top of the world but also touch the lives of everyone. They are the people who dedicate their lives to their students. They’re not even tired in touching the lives of everyone and giving their advices and “sermon” and their very best for their students’ success because the success of their students is their success also. They are our loving, caring and ever supportive TEACHERS.

In life, many people may come and go, some will be remembered and some will be forgotten. But I’ll never forget the one who have been touch and became a part of my life. She’s the teacher that really acts our mother. At first, I thought my teacher as well as my hero last months and year will be my forever MY TEACHER, MY HERO but these is suddenly and totally change when I met this teacher who is indeed better and even the best. At first, I’m scared to go to fourth year because the teachers maybe strict and in the way that we can’t talk to each other and have our bonding freely meaning we talk too loud but it’s not. Fourth year life is indeed the best because our teachers specially our adviser. She’s the best adviser ever. She let us do the things we need to do but never tolerates our bad doings. We are noisy; sometimes lazy that we can’t even fixed our things. Sometimes, she never let us fixed that thing if she see that we are busy instead she does the work. For me, she’s not giving “sermons” but advices that will improved our behaviour. In fact, almost all of us she’s our hero because she possesses the attitude of being a hero. I remember the times that if we were in harm, we just tell to her, she not just tells the solution but also do the solution. I remember the times that she treats us just the same and I never feel that she has a favourite in our room. I remember the time that she gave her own for us. I remember the time she cares for our security. I never surprized if they choose her as the MOST LOVED TEACHER because even I feel and believed that she love her students like her own child. She inspires us to attend our classes’ everyday and strive harder to meet our goals in life.

A million thanks to you our adviser I know these thanks are not yet enough. I salute you ma’am for a job well done. You’re my number 1 teacher. I’ll never ever forget you ma’am because you contribute a lot to my future. MY TEACHER, MY HERO! 

A Real Hero: My MOTHER

                Superman, batman, wonder woman and spiderman these are the superheroes who I thought a real hero when I was young. As I grow older, my knowledge also become wider so those things which I believe before was just a silly memories. I put in my mind that those superheroes were not a real one but it’s just an imagination of the writer.

               
         Before, every time they asked who my hero is, I don’t who will I said because I don’t know who is a hero.  But now, I can easily tell who my hero is because now I know who my real hero is. She’s the one who knows the best for me.  In my fifteen years of existence she never let me feel alone instead she’s always there for me and makes my life the best. She carried me for nine months in her womb and she never tried to abort or do something that will make me disappear in this world yet she took good care of me until now. Every now and then she always reminds me of everything which will lead me to the right way. I can see and feel her hardship every time I saw her going home very tired. She always said that everything she does is dedicated for us to survive and for our future. Though she is busy working, she doesn’t forget our bonding time during Sundays and always do her responsibilities and duties. She’s the best mother ever. She’s very caring, loving and responsible mother. Often times, I hear her sermons again and again but afterwards I realize that those sermons are helpful to me and she just keep on reminding me so that I will not commit any mistake that I will regret in the future.

                 
           She’s my one and only mother, my real hero. I will never ever change her in my heart because she’s the most expensive and most precious treasure I ever had. She’s the greatest gift of God and I couldn’t ask for more.

Filipino, Our National Language: be proud!

           

             It was the 30^th day of December, 1937 when the President of the Philippines, Manuel L. Quezon also known as the “Ama ng Wikang Pambansa,” proclaimed that Filipino is the National Language of Filipino people. Every year Filipinos are celebrating the month of the national language during the month of August and in this year’s theme is “Tatag ng Wikang Filipino, Lakas ng Pagka-Filipino.”

                “Ang hindi magmahal sa sariling wika ay higit pa sa hayop at malansang isda,” Dr. Jose P. Rizal said in his poem entitled Sa Aking Mga Kababata. The national hero refers to the Filipino people who are not proud and using the national language. National language helps the nation be united. It also help Filipino people to be able to communicate and understand each other even if they came from the northern part of Luzon and southern part of Mindanao and they would not get an interpreter to translate what they are talking. Sometimes, some Filipino who went country, they adopt the culture even the language of that country and when they come back in the Philippines they would rather speak in other language than Filipino. These people are not respecting and loving the national language instead they are disrespecting it and ashamed of speaking it. Are they true Filipino? They are not loyal in the country they came from and one way of proving it is that they are not speaking and using the national language.

                I salute to those Filipino people who are speaking and using the national language. Filipino should use, love and respect by the Filipino people. Filipino binds us as one nation and this makes Filipinos understand each other. Be proud of our own National Language, Filipino.