The Tale of Endorphins
Day 21.
I've always hated seminars for like forever. In fact, I've slept through all the seminars I've attended in college basically because the venue's atmosphere was just so freaking conducive for sleeping and the speakers were highly academic people who can only be understood by their fellow highly academic people, the kind of people that I can only be in my wildest dreams. I guess things that you hate always find a way to get to you one way or another. For example, I got sent to a seminar today.
Instead of opening my eyes past noon, I was already wide awake at 6 AM. I spent the first five minutes of my day debating with my subconscious about the pros and cons of me not attending the seminar which my boss firmly ordered me to attend. After the five-minute debate, I managed to pull myself out of bed and splashed my face with cold water, stared at the running water for another five minutes and finally took a shower. I arrived in school ten minutes before 7 AM. My co-teachers and I waited for the others to arrive until 7:30. When nobody showed up, we ran to Lourdes School of Mandaluyong at 7:35.
We weren't really late for the seminar. In fact, we were still able to eat our breakfast before the talk. The seminar was basically about the integration of technology into teaching, the truth about the K-12 Program of the Department of Education and the thing they call Understanding by Design. I loved the first two talks of the seminar because the first speaker was a total eye candy while the second one was insanely funny. The third speaker talked about a boring topic for almost two hours in a very calm voice that sends babies to sleep. I'm just glad I was somehow able to pretend that I was listening the whole time with my eyes wide open. I felt the sting during lunchtime.
After lunch, all the teachers who attended the seminar were divided into groups of the five subject areas - Math, Science, English, Filipino and Social Studies. Although I feel bad for going alone to my room assignment, I just shook it off and got the thing over with. Surprisingly, I entered a room full of young Science teachers who look like they just got out of their thesis defense. I took the seat at the corner of the room, kept my mouth shut and did what I love to do when in crowds - observe people. Nothing really interesting except for one male teacher who reminded me of my college love interest. Anyway, the facilitator, a middle-aged woman with short hair, brown skin and eyes that express a deep motherly disposition, told us that the afternoon session will be a workshop on the application of UbD in our lesson plans. She asked our group to choose a leader who will officiate the construction of the learning plan and an encoder who will type in the plan into the Powerpoint document in the laptop provided by the sponsors of the seminar. Two Science coordinators, one male and one female, from two different schools vied for the leader position while I waited in silence in my seat, preparing to shoot my hand into the air once the facilitator asks for a volunteer to be an encoder. In the end, the female Science coordinator from some school whose name I forgot became our leader and I practically threw myself into the encoder post. The rest of the session was a mindless blur for me. I butted in at some point of the discussion and shared what I think was right to which everybody practically agreed to but most of the session took place in the angry voices of opposing ideas from teachers who spoke like they wanted to rip one another's throats. Overall, I enjoyed being the scribe of the council not only because I love feeling my fingers against the keys of the keyboard but also I love being at the front seat of picturesque human views (if you know what I mean).
I didn't go straight home after the seminar. I dropped by National Bookstore and finally bought the book I was itching to buy ever since I found out about it. It came as a surprise that I didn't care about my money. Normally, I would stay in front of the shelf for a minimum of ten minutes to weigh the pros and cons of buying a single novel like an overacting control freak but not today. I'm just glad I already have a copy of The Girl with a Dragon Tattoo. I'm going to read it after I'm done being a model citizen at work.
Today was not that bad. Although I lost one of my three weekends, it's worth it. Cute boys at the seminar plus cute boy at the bookstore plus cute boy in the jeepney going home equals I can die of so much endorphins right now.
I have to go. I officially give up trying to fight my headache.
I've always hated seminars for like forever. In fact, I've slept through all the seminars I've attended in college basically because the venue's atmosphere was just so freaking conducive for sleeping and the speakers were highly academic people who can only be understood by their fellow highly academic people, the kind of people that I can only be in my wildest dreams. I guess things that you hate always find a way to get to you one way or another. For example, I got sent to a seminar today.
Instead of opening my eyes past noon, I was already wide awake at 6 AM. I spent the first five minutes of my day debating with my subconscious about the pros and cons of me not attending the seminar which my boss firmly ordered me to attend. After the five-minute debate, I managed to pull myself out of bed and splashed my face with cold water, stared at the running water for another five minutes and finally took a shower. I arrived in school ten minutes before 7 AM. My co-teachers and I waited for the others to arrive until 7:30. When nobody showed up, we ran to Lourdes School of Mandaluyong at 7:35.
We weren't really late for the seminar. In fact, we were still able to eat our breakfast before the talk. The seminar was basically about the integration of technology into teaching, the truth about the K-12 Program of the Department of Education and the thing they call Understanding by Design. I loved the first two talks of the seminar because the first speaker was a total eye candy while the second one was insanely funny. The third speaker talked about a boring topic for almost two hours in a very calm voice that sends babies to sleep. I'm just glad I was somehow able to pretend that I was listening the whole time with my eyes wide open. I felt the sting during lunchtime.
After lunch, all the teachers who attended the seminar were divided into groups of the five subject areas - Math, Science, English, Filipino and Social Studies. Although I feel bad for going alone to my room assignment, I just shook it off and got the thing over with. Surprisingly, I entered a room full of young Science teachers who look like they just got out of their thesis defense. I took the seat at the corner of the room, kept my mouth shut and did what I love to do when in crowds - observe people. Nothing really interesting except for one male teacher who reminded me of my college love interest. Anyway, the facilitator, a middle-aged woman with short hair, brown skin and eyes that express a deep motherly disposition, told us that the afternoon session will be a workshop on the application of UbD in our lesson plans. She asked our group to choose a leader who will officiate the construction of the learning plan and an encoder who will type in the plan into the Powerpoint document in the laptop provided by the sponsors of the seminar. Two Science coordinators, one male and one female, from two different schools vied for the leader position while I waited in silence in my seat, preparing to shoot my hand into the air once the facilitator asks for a volunteer to be an encoder. In the end, the female Science coordinator from some school whose name I forgot became our leader and I practically threw myself into the encoder post. The rest of the session was a mindless blur for me. I butted in at some point of the discussion and shared what I think was right to which everybody practically agreed to but most of the session took place in the angry voices of opposing ideas from teachers who spoke like they wanted to rip one another's throats. Overall, I enjoyed being the scribe of the council not only because I love feeling my fingers against the keys of the keyboard but also I love being at the front seat of picturesque human views (if you know what I mean).
I didn't go straight home after the seminar. I dropped by National Bookstore and finally bought the book I was itching to buy ever since I found out about it. It came as a surprise that I didn't care about my money. Normally, I would stay in front of the shelf for a minimum of ten minutes to weigh the pros and cons of buying a single novel like an overacting control freak but not today. I'm just glad I already have a copy of The Girl with a Dragon Tattoo. I'm going to read it after I'm done being a model citizen at work.
Today was not that bad. Although I lost one of my three weekends, it's worth it. Cute boys at the seminar plus cute boy at the bookstore plus cute boy in the jeepney going home equals I can die of so much endorphins right now.
I have to go. I officially give up trying to fight my headache.
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