When I started preparing for the Philippines, I really didn't have a plan. Actually, I hadn't even planned on going to the Philippines . . . I was just going to go "somewhere". Where ever the Lord led, I was going to go. After doing some research, I found the Philippines to be an interesting place. I was really looking forward to going. Then, I began learning about the schools in the Philippines, and how many students dropped out early, due mostly to financial problems. I love teaching, and I really enjoy teaching students who want to learn. It's a win-win situation. From what I was reading, most of the drop-outs would rather be learning. They knew that a good education was key to a more stable future. These were exactly the type of students I wanted to work with.
When I arrived in the Philippines, I was touched by several things. First, I thought I had an understanding of the living conditions for the typical Filipino family. I was wrong. I had no idea. My heart went out to these people. I don't have a big, fancy house. By most American standards, my house is substandard. Even so, I felt guilty for having so much when these people had so little.
A typical Filipino home |
Then I had the chance to meet some students. I was invited into their classroom. I was invited into their homes. I prayed with them at their church. And I met some who were not going to be in school next year. I was immediately convicted. Students in American schools have no idea how fortunate they are. It makes me angry. I have always known that most American students were unappreciative of the opportunities they had in the public schools. Anyway, after meeting with the students, I went out and bought some school supplies. It wasn't much . . . some pencils and pens, some paper, some erasers . . . things most American students take for granted.
Having spent several years in the classroom myself, I also saw the needs of the teacher who's classroom I visited. I picked up some supplies for her too -- a globe, some hypo-allergenic chalk, a new blackboard eraser, some paper . . . you would have thought I had given her the most priceless items known to man.
By this time, I realized that I had more then just a passing interest in the well being of these people. I had a genuine passion for them. In particular, I had a real concern for the students. They were good kids. They deserved a chance.
Presenting a globe to Ms. Maribel |
I have EntreLeadership sitting on my bedside table, waiting for me to finish Quitter. I've never been one to jump onto someone's "program" just because it sounded good; however, I've been familiar with Dave Ramsey for several years now, and I recognize the value of his teachings. At this point, anything that can help me to plan how I can work with these wonderful kids in the Philippines will be worth my time.
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