Little King and Queen of Hearts 2010

February 12, 2010















It was supposed to be the final day of our first shifting. My cooperating teacher was expecting that I was going to give my farewell words for my students this day. My students would always give me many alternatives so that I may not leave them. Some were suggesting that I should decide to be transferred again before the end of the school year. They don’t know that I will only be assigned to other grade level, but they can still see me at school. Some were telling me to hide at the comfort room so that when the Principal came, she would not see me and so, would not transfer me anymore. Of course, I did not do it. I’m not playing a hide-and-seek with the Principal, and it is a requirement that we have to be shifted to other grade level. No matter how I informed them about it, they can’t still accept it for they really want me to be their teacher. I don’t know why it happens. I am not yet a teacher. Some were telling me that I have made a great part of touching the lives of my students when I handle their class.

When I told them that I will group them again, they were very interested. Like what I have said, they really like cooperative learning. But one thing that made them smile was when I told them that we will have an activity on Monday. They said, “Yehhey, yaon pa palan si Sir sa lunes, (Yehhey, Sir James will still be here on Monday) I just laugh. And told them, “Of course, I am still here” just to cheer them up instead of worrying of my shifting.

In the morning, we were all busy structuring the stage for the event.

After all those days rehearsing our doxology presentation, the time has come. After the parade, we were at the backstage, feeling the nervousness for our interpretative dance. Then, the music has started to sing. We were in the culture of praising the Lord through our doxology.

I was a wonderful experience. Aside from being a dance trainer and stage designer during our In-campus and Off-campus teaching, I never thought that we would see our self doing the great part.

I thought that I would not do this kind of dance again. My last time to dance for cultural presentation was during my high school years. Perhaps, add on it those classroom dance presentation I hated most not knowing that it’s for our sake. We were trained to be exposed in this kind of scenario.