i have to make an essay and the theme is:
are there any significant experiences that help to define you as a person?
"Good morning, visitors!" These were the first few words that I heard from the Grade 2 - Section I students of Manadalagan Elementary School the moment a few of my classmates and I entered their classroom. Being a first-time SCSP participant, I felt excited and a little nervous at the same time. SCSP, by the way, is a social activity wherein graduating high school students in my school go to public schools and teach the kids about God and His good news.
After we introduced ourselves to them, we divided the class into eight groups, giving each of us five to six students to teach. I had five girls. They did not disappoint me. All of them cooperated with me as I did my best to carry out my lesson to them. Thirty minutes was spent for class discussion and the remaining time was used to teach them a song of praise. While I was teaching them the song, I noticed Rena, one of my students, crying. Concerned, I asked her what the matter was. I was surprise by her answer, "Nadula akon pulo ka piso." [I lost my ten pesos.] It's ironic how I spend or even lose hundreds of pesos and not feel guilt, regret or sadness at all. To pacify the pitiable girl, I assured her that I would find her money after the class. We continued what we were doing and while nobody was looking, I slid two five peso coins in her bag.
It was already time for us to go. On my way to the jeep that will take us back to school, I felt someone tugging my uniform. It was Rena, now looking happy and not frowning anymore. She pulled me a little farther from my classmates so we could talk privately and said, "Manang, thank you gid! Sa dason magbalik kamo di, uli-an ta lang ka sang pulo ha." [Thank you! The next time you come visit us, I'll pay you back ten pesos.] Wow. Those words struck me. And then she ran, leaving me speechless and dumbfounded. Now that's something you don't hear from an eight year old everyday.
Ten pesos. My ten pesos meant so much to her. It made her happy. That experience wasn't just heart-melting, it was also mind-blowing. I used to question God what my purpose is. I used to think of myself as just another useless teenager not being able to help anyone in any way. Now, I have found the answer. I am not useless. I am a person ready to lend a helping hand to the needy!
THANK YOU! :)
are there any significant experiences that help to define you as a person?
"Good morning, visitors!" These were the first few words that I heard from the Grade 2 - Section I students of Manadalagan Elementary School the moment a few of my classmates and I entered their classroom. Being a first-time SCSP participant, I felt excited and a little nervous at the same time. SCSP, by the way, is a social activity wherein graduating high school students in my school go to public schools and teach the kids about God and His good news.
After we introduced ourselves to them, we divided the class into eight groups, giving each of us five to six students to teach. I had five girls. They did not disappoint me. All of them cooperated with me as I did my best to carry out my lesson to them. Thirty minutes was spent for class discussion and the remaining time was used to teach them a song of praise. While I was teaching them the song, I noticed Rena, one of my students, crying. Concerned, I asked her what the matter was. I was surprise by her answer, "Nadula akon pulo ka piso." [I lost my ten pesos.] It's ironic how I spend or even lose hundreds of pesos and not feel guilt, regret or sadness at all. To pacify the pitiable girl, I assured her that I would find her money after the class. We continued what we were doing and while nobody was looking, I slid two five peso coins in her bag.
It was already time for us to go. On my way to the jeep that will take us back to school, I felt someone tugging my uniform. It was Rena, now looking happy and not frowning anymore. She pulled me a little farther from my classmates so we could talk privately and said, "Manang, thank you gid! Sa dason magbalik kamo di, uli-an ta lang ka sang pulo ha." [Thank you! The next time you come visit us, I'll pay you back ten pesos.] Wow. Those words struck me. And then she ran, leaving me speechless and dumbfounded. Now that's something you don't hear from an eight year old everyday.
Ten pesos. My ten pesos meant so much to her. It made her happy. That experience wasn't just heart-melting, it was also mind-blowing. I used to question God what my purpose is. I used to think of myself as just another useless teenager not being able to help anyone in any way. Now, I have found the answer. I am not useless. I am a person ready to lend a helping hand to the needy!
THANK YOU! :)