Sunday 26 June 2016

Act I Scene |



Firstly thank you for the feedback on my first post ๐Ÿ˜„ please do subscribe and comment on the blog๐Ÿ™Œ
The anticipation and anxiety of having my words being open for anyone to read was quite daunting seeing as that English wasn't (and still isn't) my strongest suit, my Afrikaans mark was always higher ๐Ÿ˜‚ (thank you 7de Laan).
Anyhoo a small disclaimer of sorts...
My blog is about ME it's my opinion... I don't mean to harbour any negativity to anyone or on any topic on purpose, UNLESS it is necessary or I personally feel negatively about it.

I have a tendency to easily get distracted in my writing and have a roundabout way of getting to the point (unfortunately ๐Ÿ™Š), but I guess it makes me me! So let's hope you enjoy this merry-go-round ride with me.

Sooo back to it then... In the last blog my vocation was a mystery and I said I'd tell you eventually. Here it is...
I am currently a teacher/educator.
Yesss! me a teacher _ "Miss Khan"๐Ÿ˜ถsounds weird right?! ๐Ÿ˜…

Yes it didn't ever cross my mind that I would EVER be a teacher, but God has His own plan for us.
Yes I loved what I studied and would still love to get into the field BUT I enjoy what I do!
And
YES I did study to teach๐Ÿ˜’...

So WHY did I choose to teach?
The question, however should be "HOW did I end up teaching?"

Long story short after honours I decided to get into industry and chose not to do my Masters. Getting into industry proved to be a frivolous task and so I went on holidays, enjoyed my free-time. Until I took a job for the sake of it - I was tired of being an unemployed statistic. Yes it paid fine but there was no job satisfaction... Before this I was always under the impression that if a job paid well, I didn't need "job satisfaction" boy was I wrong!?
So I decided to head back home.
From then it was kind of a Cindrella story minus the handsome prince (unfortunately).
My fairy God Mother was my ex-teacher, who graciously offered me an internship during my casual visit to the school. (I will always be grateful to her๐Ÿ’—). I obliged thinking there is no harm in trying, as I tutored throughout campus and if she had the confidence in my abilities then so should I... So it began, my trip to the "palace ball"... I completed my studies with distinction (Alhamdulillah ๐Ÿ˜‚yes I'm taking my moment of glory) and was then offered a post at the school.

To date I have no regrets, only the assurance that maybe this was meant to be. I often think that if all academics strayed away from teaching what would become of OUR FUTURE!? Economically speaking we rely on the "working sector" to support the elderly and youth. If WE do not invest in their academics who will?

This brings me to the saying I posted in keeping with youth day celebrations.



I thoroughly enjoy teaching and if people actually knew the amount of effort, patience and the number of hours we spend OUTSIDE of school in preparation for our learners, the profession would become as respected as any other.

The kids can either make your day or make you want to pull your hair off. But I can gladly say that each day is like a breath of fresh air...
Yes this may not be the piece of the puzzle I wanted to place in my puzzle of life. However, each piece of a puzzle is unique on its own accord, without which our lives would not be the perfect picture we try and build on a daily basis.

The lessons I have learnt thus far is that, our lives do not end when we come across a path that is unfamiliar or not the one we want, rather it's an opportunity to grow in other aspects and or lead us to greater paths.
Coming home each day knowing that I, me,  Saudaa has imparted some knowledge to a child who will use it as a step to achieve their dreams is truly remarkable...

I can see the bigger picture now and that is the greatest reward... I still do intend on following my passion but I've realised that life is a journey and I aim to maximise each and every opportunity I am awarded with.
Maybe, just maybe you may come to the same realisation and do the same!

Chin up subbie!

(Apologies for the delayed post๐Ÿ™ˆ it's being written with a J-looped hand from a hospital bed ๐Ÿฅ details to follow)

xxx
The UBG

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