I..... never flashed in my mind being a teacher. It seems that my parents drew a life line to me since I haven't even been born yet. I was really a prisoner to my addiction, of being what I want. Addicted to a life on the open road, a traveler a tour guide a prisoner to my own decision. Teaching's even not my passion. Felt like I was insisted to be a teacher by my parents since I wanted to be an artist in the future. Yes, I love art and craft or sort of. Well, I was a victim of being 'formed'. I was! That was my first flash thought. Now? I definitely am in love.....
with Mr. T stands for 'Teaching' as it is my lockdown. I am not formed, I just am transformed. People change, but people don't really change. I've totally changed. It leads me to be always a better person. Because! While students are studying, I study them.
I want to be the one whose thousands of people remember for the rest of our lives. Thanks, God for Your love and my loving parents. So, what's wrong with doing good things?
