If I count the intern year in, this is my 6th Teacher's Day as a teacher.
The most precious gifts I got this year are the dialogues with three people.
One is the students who was an exchange student in USA.
She told me her true feeling about the teachers, the class and Taiwan.
As a Christian, her deeds shows her sheer trust on the beauty of humanity.
Sadly, my trauma has shadowed the way I act with people.
"We are your new students, don't worry. We will be supportive." she said.
Somehow, her faith in making people feel warm gave me strength.
I can't help wondering that "Do I become a detached person after getting involved in the stiff education system? If I do, I let the system change my true self. Maybe that's why I am not happy recently."
Another one is a boy in a special class.
Different from other students who only bury their heads in books,
he is eager to join the extra course I open "思辨的背包旅行."
However, under the pressure of heavy studies, he hesitated.
He was shy enough to talk a lot, but it offered me a chance to say what on my mind.
The talk made me understand what irritates me and why I want to escape.
An exhausting day.
I barely breath air.
At night, I felt so unease with my stomach.
I lay in the bed, and Ron came to talk to me.
He analyzed my career choice and said, "You didn't make effort to change."
I spent most of my time fitting in and being detached on campus.
Being critical and cynical doesn't promise me better future.
Take small steps, and make a huge leap of faith.
I hardly breathe the fresh air between my work and my thesis.
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