When a Student Teaches

my former student teaching my present students how to draw anime 

J was my student four years ago. We were both newbies at the institution. I was a new teacher, and he was a new student, coming all the way from one of the provinces in the Southern part of Luzon. Masipag, mabait, matalino, tahimik, magaling sa arts. He was an instant favorite among us, teachers. Sa ugaling meron siya, hindi mo aakalaing pang-MMK ang buhay niya (kahit may karapatan naman siyang maging pasaway at galit sa mundo dahil sa mga naranasan niya). Later on, he was also into football. Buwis-buhay siya kung mag-goalie.

Yesterday, I let him teach my students how to draw anime/manga faces for our work ed class (I've given him references weeks before, and gave him a structure for his drawing lesson). He was their "Kuya J," as he is now in technical-vocational level in our school, while my students are just in the Grade 5/6 equivalent. Syempre medyo ibenenta ko muna si J sa mga estudyante ko bago ko siya tinawag, at binalaan yung mga boys ko na wag magko-comment ng anumang kabastusan o mga hirit na "foul" ayon sa aming classroom language. Nag-promise naman silang magbi-behave.

Napapatingin lahat ng dumadaan ng classroom namin kasi first time (I think) na nagkaroon ng student-teacher sa school. Nakakatuwa kasi natuwa naman yung mga estudyante ko in general, kinilig yung mga girls sa Kuya J nila, at hindi naman nakapalag yung mga boys sa kanya.

After that, I gave J the binder + sketchbook na free dun sa drawing book na binili ko. Natuwa naman siya at nagpasalamat sa ibinigay ko, at sa experience na makapagturo. 

Mahirap daw palang maging teacher. Sagot ko, oo naman.