MY TEACHER, MY HERO

              There are countless definitions of heroes today. Is it a superstar who used his fame and fortune to help the needy in his hometown? Is it a fire fighter who sees no danger in all circumstances just to save lives of people? Is it an Overseas Filipino Worker who is ready to bear the pain of being alone just to provide his family a comfortable life? But what really makes a person a hero?

               There are heroes and heroines, national and local. Some of them are born, others are made. Many are still living while many others have long been gone. It is to the latter that monuments and museums were built to keep alive their memories in our hearts and mind. Public buildings, parks and plazas, streets and few cities and provinces have been named after them. Important dates and events are usually marked red in the calendar to remind us of their birth or death anniversary. During the celebration of these events, program speakers take turns extolling to high heavens whatever good they had done for the country.

But behind all these great people are strong foundations that guide, develop, and mold them all throughout. They are the teachers!

                 In life, people may come and go, some will be remembered and some are forgotten. But one thing is for sure, I'll never forget the person who is known as my second parent. Who did efforts for me to gain knowledge, the one who has been my guide for so many years, the one who scolds and corrects me when I am doing wrong, The one who has been there as I face to reach the stepping stones in my life. The one who appreciates my efforts, the one who is always there to feed me a bit-full of information that I might use someday, the one who saves me from this unfair life where everyone should be feed with the same level of knowledge. The person who sacrifices for our own-good, and yet, the laziness that I've shown them, the tiredness that they have seen from me. After all, they never give up and they never stop to fill us with knowledge and when we are going to fall, they are always there to reach our hand and pull us back and so, the years might have been overthrown, and everything will fade, but they always be my hero for life and for all that efforts and sacrifices that they've done for us. 

                 How would life be without teachers? There would be no doctors to cure our diseases or illnesses, there would be no police to keep our cities or countries safe and peaceful, there would be no fire fighters to put out fires. Without teachers, the world would be filled with chaos. We would be nothing without them. That's why our teachers are the real heroes