I was thinking about this idea. Teachers are gardeners. They tend to the needs of the garden. In a garden, there are many elements and there are many inhabitants. There are flowers and grass, there are animals and insects. All in all, they make up a beautiful landscape if care is given to them. Tender, loving care.
I imagine my future pupils and students as the elements in a garden. They are the flowers, the grass, the bugs, the insects and possible the animals living in the garden. And I am the gardener. I want to attend to their needs to the best of my abilities so as to help them grow and bloom. All of them are interlinked with one another. Most important of all, they are entitled to a happy childhood. They are entitled to be in an environment where they can feel safe and learn and generate their own ideas and thinking.
The role of a gardener and a planter is different. A planter creates the elements. I am not the planter, or am I? From one perspective, the planter could be the almighty being whom we have no idea exactly who he or she is despite all the justifications from the different religious factions. Or it could be us, the ones who multiply to ensure continuation of the human race?
At this point in time, I am aware that I am not ready to play the role of a planter. I can only play the role of a gardener. But that is enough for me. Every opportunity to tend to the needs of the little ones simply put a smile to my face and brings my soul to a realm where there is peace and tranquility and joy. For I know that I can and have brought and will bring to them moments to cherish and remember, moments which I have not had before, but they will have them.
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