Global Teacher From Other Countries
Global Teacher From Other Countries
Global Teacher From Other Countries
It was in November 2004 when the agency contacted me and said that I was one of the teacher
applicants who was scheduled to be interviewed by the human resources representatives from the
Baltimore City Public Schools. They told me the time of the interview and that it was going to be held
at the Manila Peninsula Hotel in Makati City. I had mixed emotions when I learned about this great
news. I was ecstatic because I knew that I was getting close to achieving my “American Dream.” At
the same time, I was also nervous because I knew that it was going to be a tough competition among
the teacher applicants.
I was interviewed for at least 30 minutes and I was able to pass the interview with flying colors. The
district’s representative told me that I was already hired even if she was not supposed to disclose the
result yet until all of the more than 200 applicants have already been interviewed. It was such an
unforgettable day! When I got out of the room, it felt like I was in heaven! I kept jumping up and
down while the rest of the applicants were looking at me crazily and maybe enviously. Others also
asked me about the questions that were asked and a lot more things.
After this memorable day, most of my days were spent submitting and processing all my documents. I
thought passing the interview was the ticket to the US, but no! It was just the beginning of a very
tedious and agonizing process. It was in May 2005 when I was scheduled for an interview before the
US embassy. I would not forget that day, when my visa was granted. It was a dream-come-true. All of
my sleepless nights, effort, perseverance and patience were paid off. I immediately thought about the
financial gains that it was going to bring me and my family. My family and I started building castles
in the air, like with my whole family migrating to the US, experiencing the snow, etc. I was also after
the wonderful experience of being able to teach English to a country whose mother tongue is English.
Goodbye Philippines
The remainder of my days after getting the visa was dreadful. I needed to resign from my school
where I was an English teacher for eight years. I needed to face my students, colleagues and
administrators confidently to let them know that I was fine but in reality, I was not! Besides saying
goodbye to my institution, I also came to the realization that I was leaving my two children and
husband in less than a month. My daughter was just in third grade during that time while my son was
just in first grade. That thought started to pierce my heart. I would cry every night just thinking about
it! It was too painful to think about that I felt like I was going to die. But then again, the dream of me
giving my children a brighter future defeated my loneliness. That time, as a parent, it was more
important than for me to cater the loneliness that was ahead of me.
When the day of my departure came, reality started to sink in! This was the reality of being away
from my children and my husband. At the airport, I could see on the faces of my innocent children
how lonely they were that their beloved “Mama” was going to leave them. I could see how they
wished they could stop me from leaving! It was the loneliest moment in my life. Even lonelier and
more painful than the feeling that I had when my father died. It was like a nightmare. I wish it was!
That way, I could have just waken up and found out that it was nothing but a dream… but it was
reality! My family was sitting in the bench outside the airport as they bade goodbye. I needed to show
them that I was brave but the truth was, my heart was bleeding inside.
I had colleagues who were already deciding to go back home during our first year. However, with
continued support and faith in God, we were able to survive our first tough year. One thing that I can
say about us Filipino teachers is that, we’re resilient and as pliant as the bamboos. Trials seemed to
make us fall down but we just dusted ourselves off instead and continued to stand from where we left
off.
In retrospect, it was a very challenging yet rewarding first year. Besides our administrators, parents,
and students, we are also thankful of the Filipino communities who supported us all the way. We truly
have witnessed the authentic “bayanihan” spirit from our friends in the River of Life International
Christian Fellowship. They were the ones who were there to provide not only our tangible needs but
most of all, our spiritual needs. They demonstrated the real essence of a Christian spirit- that is
helping brothers and sisters without any expectations of being paid back. Our first year was successful
because of their support.
Looking back
This is now my sixth year in my school and in my district. I have now been a part of our leadership
team and executive board. I, together with my principal and other selected colleagues, meet weekly to
discuss school policies and programs that will make my school a well-run school. My principal has
given me multiple awards because of my contributions in my school’s achievement of the Adequate
Yearly Progress for three consecutive years. I also have dismissed a lot of special education students
because they have already been performing on grade level after giving then intensive reading
instruction. I am glad and blessed that they recognize my contribution to my school.
I have a lot of things to thank God for. My family has been here with me for three years now. My
daughter is now in ninth grade and my son is now in seventh grade. Both of them are consistent honor
students. Besides enjoying some financial gains that coming to America had brought me and my
family, I am so thankful that I was able to know the real God. My God who continues to love me
unconditionally despite of my inequities? My God who promises in Jeremiah 29:11 that, “For I know
the plans that I have for you, plans to prosper you and not to harm you. Plans to give you hope and a
future!”
If you ask me if I feel bad about leaving the Filipino students behind despite them being in need of
good teachers like us, my answer is sometimes. On the other hand, I also believe that we do not have
to be in our country to make our country proud. Every day, I always instill in my mind that I am not
just carrying myself but I’m also a “flag carrier” of my beloved country. Every day, I make my
country proud by making sure that I am giving my best to my American students. That way, they will
remember my country because of this Filipino teacher who touched their lives and whose name has
been engraved in their hearts. I serve my students because I do believe that God brought me to this
country for a reason, and that is to be like a parent to these children who are hungry and longing for a
parent’s love that some parents could not provide.