I am a tool.

In most cases if someone tell you “you’re a tool” it connotes something negative.  But I would like to have a different feel to that now.  For I consider myself as a tool.  Not someone who is considered as geeky or stupid but I am a tool because I consider myself as someone who helps others achieve what they want in life by accomplishing baby steps to get to it.

I remember my last post was about finding a job.  This did help my family as I am now able to manage our finances well but most importantly aside from the monetary gain I have, there is something more to it than just numbers.  I am a teacher.  I teach English online to those who aspire to better themselves by embracing the fact that most countries now speak English, and for you to be able to catch up to the rest of the world you have to be able to communicate in a medium everybody uses.  I have several students everyday, they range from kids to young adults who are ready to take on the next level of their lives.    I see the struggle to learn and I want to be there for them.  I feel extremely happy when I see progress in my students, it may sound mushy, but as an educator that is a milestone for me.  That today, my students are a step closer to their dream than they were yesterday.  And you know what feels even better, its when your students take time to thank you for helping them.  Most can say it is my job to do so, but for them it is something even more.  The other day my student said “I want to tell you something please before we move on to the next topic”.  So I was like “okay, sure do you have any questions?” (Before starting the class, I usually tell them that they can ask me questions if there is something that they don’t understand so I can help them to.  And that they should not be shy about it because I am here to help them learn).  He said “I don’t have any questions I just want you to know teacher that I appreciate what you do for me.  You always give me corrections and suggestions to improve how I speak not like the others.  And I am really happy about it because I am now better.  That’s all teacher.”.  After that I hardly have words, it felt like there was a big lump in my throat that I can’t speak.  I was so touched that they see the effort that I put it and even happier that he can now express himself better.

My students say this all the time, you think that by hearing it a number of times you won’t get the feels anymore.  But every time a student thanks me its like hearing it the first time over and over again.  This kind of appreciation and self worth cannot amount to any denomination.  For it may be my job to teach them but its my calling to help them learn.  So yes, I am a tool and I am proud to be one.

 

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