The UofR requires its applicants to make a response as a part of the application to be accepted on UofR. I always wanted to share this in the hopes that it would give an idea for those who are applying in the UofR or other universities that requires you to make a response. Note: I’m not entirely sure if this response contributed to my acceptance to UofR.
First. Mr. Rene Guevarra. Mr. Rene Guevarra was a Highschool Math teacher at Proverbsville School Inc. In the Philippines. He is graduate of Accounting and pursued Education a few years later after realizing that Accounting was not his calling. He was my Math teacher for four years. He is not an ordinary teacher but rather an eccentric, flamboyant, smart, religious, and a loving teacher. He taught everything I needed to know in his Math classes. He encouraged and Inspired me despite the bullying that I suffered during those four years of highschool in the Philippines (2004-2008), and taught to manipulate math as if that it was an extension of my inner self. I wanted to teach because his passion for teaching was the whole definition of Altruism – the practice of unselfish concern for or devotion to the welfare of others. He did not know me, yet he refuse to let that social barrier be a hindrance for his teachings to reach my heart. Compassion, Dedication, and Unselfish Love. With these lessons that I had inherited from a my teacher, I will stop at nothing to fulfill my dreams and be successful in anything and everything that I will venture in my life.
Finally, North America. I arrived in Canada on July 10th of 2009. Everything was new to me. Here in Canada, I felt things that I have never felt before I came here like being the new kid, being alone, facing racism, the white desolation (Snow), learning another culture, and trying to fit in. Honestly, I overcame those barriers and difficulties in a few months due to strong Faith, drama, choir, being involve in SLC, doing good on my math classes and just being myself. I am aware that adjusting into something completely different is difficult, but I want to change that. I want to be a teacher because I believe that “everyone is equal and unique in diverse ways”- No barriers, no chains, and no shackles. Also, Now that I have seen The East and The West’s perspectives of the world, I am clearly enlightened to become a teacher and no one can stop me in achieving my goals because I have overcome hardships and problems before, and “If I want something, I make it happen” – Marcia Maclean.
After surviving a month on Professor Wilson’s English 100 class, I feel that I am getting comfortable with the course. We tapped on mapping essays and breaking them piece by piece to decipher its meaning. What I find difficult is that some people in the class understand the course very well and already have answers on their notes. Furthermore, these people just work and submit essays with ease. I find unfair that some people have that ability but, I think who am I kidding? I am new here. Trying to learn and understand a language of a foreign country, and desperately trying to cope up from the culture shock and the learning pace of these good people who welcomed us immigrants to such a diverse country. However, I should not make excuses about my learning curves and difficulties. In fact, I should be working hard just any other person in this world.
I was never adept with the English language. In the Philippines, we make English essays but the difficulty is not as hard as Canadian standards. I remember those times were life was slow and taken one step at a time. On the other hand, businesses were falling into deficit and are force to file bankruptcy. Here in Canada, you have to work very hard to achieve your desired output. That is why I always push myself towards perfection every single time even though it is not achievable.
Essays here, journals there, mapping fear and teachers; Fair.
In this English class, I think I should work harder and deliver some extra effort in the class. Also, I notice that I am getting weaker and may not be able to meet deadlines, but that is simply a thing that I cannot allow to intervene regarding meeting deadlines. Some people say that English is the easiest subject. Some say that Phys Ed is the way to go. Neither way is I not attuned to both of them. Furthermore, math, my affinity, is proving to give me a lot of pain and suffering lately. Sometimes I do not even know what to do with my classes. I am a desperate fool who lacks the piquant mind that he desires. This journal was actually a good idea where I can be myself and not judge by the haughty eyes of some people. As I finish this journal, I will make a promise to myself. “I will work hard in everything that I do and will not stop until I achieve my goals and endeavours”.