Just What I Thought

Set: June 29, 2009, 12:44 PM at an obscure office
Then Playing: How Do You Sleep by Mcwhatever

I once asked my college classmates about what they think regarding teachers movement.

I was surprised with Adel’s (to those who do not know her, Adel is my mentor and my guide…hehe, ) unexpected response.

‘Teachers movement man… you mean may organization kamo?’

Yeah. I guess I forgot. A movement refers to an uprising or an organization of entities that tries to push for a movement for the progress/development of something.

Right. Don’t know why that slipped my mind.

But, in this particular instance, Teacher\s movement refers to the forcible motion or movement of teachers ( literal meaning). In short, teachers in our school had to move from one place to another to have their classes. The students are the ones who are supposed to remain stationary at one place so that cutting classes and other guidance problems (by guidance, I mean the office of Guidance and Counseling people who take charge of discipline cases) will be avoided.

Teachers movement will start July 1, 2009.

What do I think about this phenomena? Let’s go carry out TV sets and our aparador of tricks to the next classroom, teachers!!!

Seriously though, I believe the concept is good. (Damme, every concept is good naman, the problem comes when we have to apply these concepts.) It would really assure a controlled environment inside the campus.

Our school is a big one and almost everyday, the Office of Students Discipline had to hear several cases. (The fact that it has a Students Discipline Office should warn one that it has a lot of discipline problems). Fights, gang wars and others are no longer a novelty here; they have become as common as everything else is.

Well, I don’t know if I still want to blame the kids. You see, we teachers do tend to get stuffy when it comes to rebellious behavior.

Just because we earned a degree and we have added a decade to our ages does not mean we know everything else.

This generation of students and kids are the product of an early generation. Science and philosophy always insists that something comes from something. Nothing comes out of nothing, but, since something came out afterward to strike us as a strange phenomenon, it must have been brought about by something before it.

Yes, I am still in my early 20’s and I have not yet propagated the world with my evil progeny and I have yet to spread my bad teachings to one and all. My generation is that generation which happened to be caught in the middle of the generation battle.

I still belong to the generation that can still honestly blame their elders for the present. However, I am very much aware that a time will come when younger teachers like I am now, will also blame my generation for the need to have a teachers movement to solve discipline problems that have gone beyond normal.

I am aware that thirty percent of my former classmates have already started their gene generation projects (my genes will get lost in the battle for longevity I’m afraid). The remaining percentage are either into the gold rush themselves or are just wondering what the heck are they waiting for (while I hunched before the keyboard plotting and re-plotting ways to save mankind).

What I really mean is, are we addressing the real problem here? Or maybe we are setting ourselves up for bigger problems?

The answer matters a lot because what we have here is not an experiment with guinea pigs. We are trying to control a bunch of live, feeling human creatures who will one day take charge of this world.

Whatever, I am only here at this school for a five-year experimental dabbling with the system. I have always hated the system. I hated it more now than I ever did before.

But, my college professor and publication adviser was right. There are three ways to deal with a rotten system: (1) you leave, (2) you blend in, show your part of it and do your own thing anyway, or (3) you join them. Either way, you will never beat them anyway.

What am I doing? Just testing which course would be best. I tried the second last year and I realized I only muddled my vision. I still don’t have plans to jump out of the ship (maybe five years from today) but neither do I have plans of joining them.

Grad schools keeping me sane at least.