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THE TELLTALES OF A TEACHER: Gratitude!

 


Well, they say teaching is a calling but why lie, I really didn’t hear that calling till when I got into this field. At first there were a lot of questions that revolved around me being a teacher. But right now, when they say teaching is a calling, I can sure attest to that. One thing I have got to learn is that being a teacher calls for a lot of things, but one thing that will always stand out is patience. This is one thing you must posses or at least, learn to possess.

This is actually my first time to teach and it comes with a title that I proudly hold onto: mwalimu. I am
posted to a Girl’s school as a young lad, only 22 years old, to teach girls whom I am slightly older than. Getting to teach in a national school is one thing, getting to teach in a girl’s school is another. It is my first day and one thing that seems to scare me is the fact that I am supposed to maintain the highest level of professionalism in such an environment. But anyway, what doesn’t kill you?...

The start of this is painted with a lot of ‘utawezana kweli?’ from almost everyone while others were curious enough to know a ‘Brayo’ will thrive, or let’s say survive in such an environment. Mathu says, it is like letting a cat to watch over milk.

Fast forward down the lane, it is the tenth week of the term, the last one actually and here I am, I survived…no, I thrived! If anything it was one of the most interesting, educating and exciting experiences I have had. I have this feeling of ecstasy, I am happy that what I dreaded so much has actually come to an end, flawless but at the same time I am sad that I am getting out of this environment. An environment I had gotten so accustomed to, bonded with so much despite the short period. Teacher Brayo was, and still is my name. If anything I happened to be their favorite teacher in week one, I hope I still am haha!

What I got to learn is that students are all uniquely different, what works for one wont necessarily work for the other. As a teacher I understand the need to be ready to embrace each learner in their uniqueness as we guide them to unleash their fullest potential. Yet, a s a student counselor, I wont miss to point out a sad truth that most learners end up missing out to become the best versions of themselves because of the baggage they have to carry that affects them psychology. How about as teachers, as much as we aim so invested in seeing an academic excellence in our learners, we should also reach out to understand our learners individually while we offer guidance and motivation where it is due. We all know a healthy ming makes a healthy human being.

With all that said and done id love to acknowledge the whole SIRONGA GIRLS HIGH SCHOOL for helping me out during my whole attachment period as it served as a learning ground to me both as a teacher and as a counselor. I am positive that my period of stay in Sironga was influential both to me as and the whole Sironga Girls fraternity. God bless you, God bless Sironga!

Osano Brian.

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