I never expected to be one. I always say, “I don’t like to be a teacher; I’d rather be like that, be like this, being a teacher is blah blah blah..”. But at this instance I am teaching a bunch of kids every Sunday which they say the most bolshie and who came from the notorious part of the city. At first it was kind’a exhausting and I really had a headache. The kids are really …arrgghhh…., especially the boys. For my whole life I never used into talking for a long period, actually I really don’t like to talk, but I don’t have a choice, I have to. Dealing with different personality of the children is not easy; sometimes it made me crazy ugghh!
For a month and a few days now, I have seen the light. In the side of my mind there is the desire in contributing to their change. But I am wrong! Despite of the kids stubbornness, arrgghhh.. and ughh! They contribute a lot to mine, they let me understand a lot more about life, how to be happy in the midst of difficulties. It can’t be denied that these kids came from the poor family in the city and in unimaginable situation and surroundings, yet they still smile and you can see hope in their eyes.
God really works on wonders. Here are some snapshots of smiles and hope.
Being a teacher? Well, I won’t say I like it, but its fine, and if I will rate it, I won’t say it is excellent but it is satisfactory. One thing I am sure right now, is that I love what I am doing.

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