>Saturday, December 08, 2007
Did you watch Freedom Writers??
I just caught it on DVD. I know it is kind off outdated, but I am glad I did.
It is really an inspiring movie, similar to Dangerous Minds, but this is a true story.
A good show, which makes you realise that no matter what colour or what you really are, you are all the same.
And this teacher who unites them, to stay strong and to achieve something (to graduate school) and to prove to people they are not what they think they are, despite the many obstacles she overcome.
I wanted to catch it when it was airing in the cinemas then, when I was teaching then.
But now, I am no longer teaching, but I still find it so inspiring, somehow it makes me want to teach again.
Truth be told, I really really really enjoy teaching. Why did I quit and learn business management, you may ask.
Firstly, it was not my choice. Given a choice, I do not mind being paid that meagre amount each month, struggle to pay my bills and buy my stuff, and try to survive till the middle of the month. It was hard, but I survived, because I really enjoyed what I did. It was fun and fulfilling, although at times, I really get shit from parents especially from this little girl's mum.
I cried but at the end of the day, I learned something.
I left because, my mum who shares the same profession with me, did not want me to stay on. In her eyes, I am capable of much more. More then what I was paid each month. Plus the politics we faced.
To her, it was enough when we were told that my centre was to be closed down, and of course when a centre closes, some teachers will be laid off. I was offered a speech and drama course, which I wanted to take up but my dad feels is not worth it because of the bond I have to serve.
Plus, Edwin feels that teaching is not for me. I do not know why, but he says, I should study. He does not approve of my choice.
Initially, I wanted to stay on because, after all, it is MY job and this is what I enjoy doing right?
But imagine, going home to hear lectures after lectures from your loved ones to quit your job and not stay on.
It got to the point I could not take it, and I decided it was time to do something about it, so I thought I did not mind studying but it had to be something that would help me in my career and something that I would enjoy doing.
Thus, here I am now, studying the course of my choice, and I do enjoy it, it was something I wanted to do long before I took up my teaching course.
Call me fickle minded or give me names, call me whatever you want, say whatever you want, I have heard it.
I have been told by people that I am useless, I waste my dad's money and that I do not have the mind to think carefully before making the right choice. It hurts when these are people you know telling you such hurtful things.
I cried but it gave me a stronger urge to prove to these people, that I am not what they think I am, I can do it and be successful too.
Somehow, my aim in writing this became a rambling instead. I lost what I wanted to say. But still, I am sure you guys get what I mean.
My point is, never give up on yourself no matter what people calls you. Because at the end of the day, it is you who achieve what you want, not them. And at the end of the day, it is you who is much stronger and not them.
For me, at least I got to try my hand at things I wanted to do. I wanted to teach, I did.
And now, I am trying to realise my dream of doing something I have always wanted.
I want to make my parents proud of me. I want to get my degree and graduate and I want my parents to see my do that.
Nadia in Bliss
6:55 PM
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