My school life was fine until i took one wrong turn too many. I got kicked out of catholic seminary on my senior high school year. I never got my diploma despite spending six years in university because I spent four of these in Mang Joe’s billiard hall strategically located beside the campus.
Strangely enough, I end up teaching short-term computer courses in Manila, culminating in a teaching stint in San Miguel, Bulacan. Then came the roller coaster ride.
Failed relationships. A daughter that wasn’t mine. Squandered inheritance. Drug abuse. Darkness.
But a life-transforming encounter with God brought me out into the light. Given a new calling, to “make disciples of all nations, …TEACHING them to obey” what He has commanded. I took to the pulpit with a passion for teaching God’s truth. Sadly, some settled for anything that “their itching ears want to hear” instead of the real thing. I left the denomination I was serving because our leaders no longer taught the truth.
I knew I had to move on. Though saddened by the end of my teaching ministry, I find myself in the business side of photography.
Photography pays well but it isn’t my fulfillment. I have been a learner as a photographer and a few times gave tips to other budding shooters. Nothing major. Until last week.
I am back in school, teaching a twelve-day class on basic photography, giving thirty-seven high school kids the ABC’s of shooting. Some are naturally inclined for this and I have just a few days to put them on some solid foundation.
I learned my lessons the hard way and I learned that I am called to teach. I hope these kids learn, benefit and be rewarded from what I teach them. That will be my fulfillment, my diploma.