On my job as an instructor at the University of the Philippines

A good night sleep is too difficult to come by these days. Its elusiveness is as legendary as that of the Holy Grail. Being one of the countless who search, most often in vain, for that sating sleep, I consider myself lucky if in those innumerable attempts,  I  got six to eight hours of peaceful sleep. I had to make sure my memories of them are vivid, so vivid that I can touch them to give me something to hold on to when I am working on or forcing myself to have a decent three-hour sleep.

For the longest time I have never experienced that exceptionally satisfying sleep as I had last night. This morning I woke up at nearly eight o’clock feeling relaxed, unhurried, and in a more exact term, but not want to sound like pitching for an energy-drink commercial, rejuvenated.

But this pleasing sensation of having risen up after a gratifying rest was short-lived. Becoming fully cognizant of the grave mistake I just committed, excessively enjoying that sleep I’ve been deprived of for several weeks already, I have to keep myself from sticking a rusty knife in my throat and repeatedly puncturing it until my body was completely emptied of that sinful, rejuvenated blood. I have entirely forgotten that I was supposed to give my students enrolled in my Introduction to Journalism class their third long exam at 7 o’clock in the morning!

I know of no normal human being who can wake up, much less answer a case study and pass a demanding essay exam at 7 o’clock in the morning. I wonder why my department set a class heavily inclined on the lecture side, or any class for that matter,  at this time of the day. But this aspect of my argument, justifying my absence due to oversleeping, is irrelevant and immaterial, me being a paid instructor with specific responsibilities, including waking up before a 7-am class; moreover, we’ve already reached the last weeks of the semester so complaining about the 7am schedule is too late at this point.

I imagined my students rejoicing, thanking whichever supernatural being they worship, probably even offering their souls, because their teacher failed to show up on the day of the exam. This has never happened to any of the classes I enrolled in when I was in college, though as a college student I would have given up everything for something as rare a happening as this morning’s incident.

But I have to move on and forgive myself. Because of this, I am rescheduling the 3rd long exam to March 17, 2010, Wednesday in Rm207 at 1:00 in the afternoon.


I was on my way to my 1 o’ clock class this afternoon when I was accosted by one of the senior professors at the Division of Biological Sciences.

Your first name is Ryan, right?

Yes ma’am, John Ryan.

Recabar? We did a survey on the Revitalized GE courses, and you were singled out by some senior students as one of the best teachers of the general education subjects.

(It took me a while to respond, and my response wasn’t that substantive) Ah yeah? Really?

Keep up the good work.

Of course I didn’t want to show her I was overjoyed. I said ‘Thank you’ and excused myself coolly, apologizing I had to hurry up because I was running late. I smiled at her for the last time, not saying anything as if being complimented for my teaching style is a daily occurrence I’ve already gotten tired and sick of, and left.


24 thoughts on “On my job as an instructor at the University of the Philippines”

  1. “Recabar? We did a survey on the Revitalized GE courses, and you were singled out by some senior students as one of the best teachers of the general education subjects.

    all your friends will be proud of this. i am one…


  2. marialea, haha. i didn’t know that. i thought i was more difficult during your time. thanks for the visit.

    boywitty, there’s no catch.

  3. it’s true sir. personally, you’re one of the best teachers i ever had. 🙂
    ikaw ang best GE teacher ko..
    pero, if pagbabasihan ang comments ng mga students mo now sa GE course masasabi ko na mas mabait ka sa amin dati. 🙂

  4. hahaha. i even extolled my students to be brutally honest in their evaluation of me.

    pero, yeah, thanks.

  5. CONGRATULATIONS!!!! i see no argument on you being the best teacher and SINGLED OUT pa! grabe…

    baka naman dahil yan sa hindi mo pagbibigay ng long test during the evaluation period? hehehe

    biro lng… wish you all the best!

  6. jasmine, just one last tomorrow.

    boy witty, thanks. try enrolling in my class next sem. 😉

    i know i am happy with work, but some aspects of living aren’t fully satisfied. you’re being cynical, james.

  7. Yeah. I just don’t think you’ll find it here in Manila(am I being pessimistic?)Others would ‘die’ to be in your place. I think there’s ‘fulfilment’ in what you’re doing. 🙂

    1. yes, jasmine. i know that. but i do not believe in revolution, just evolution. hehehe. pauwi na ako ng city, holiday pala bukas. got nothing to do here.

  8. james, hahaha. they conducted the study end of last year, so had they surveyed the students in my journ class, i would’ve gotten not-so-good evaluation because i harsher then. hahaha. why, do you want me to drop the plan?

  9. hahaha. mj, sala ang pag-comment mo diri. but yes, my birthday gift for you will be that topic you’ve been wanting me to write about. i wonder how i’ll do it. mayo nakita ta ka kagina sa CUB. i seldom see you around on campus. let’s have lunch again before finals. hehehe.

  10. congrats feb! nag promise ka na i discuss mo to ang topic na gina suggest ko. please, pretty please i post mo naman sa blog mo. its my birthday na so please... ma smile gid ko ya everytime ma remem says:

    congrats feb! nag promise ka na i discuss mo to ang topic na gina suggest ko. please, pretty please i post mo naman sa blog mo. its my birthday na so please…

  11. Know why? they did the survey that morning and the respondents were students from your 7am class. hehe. kidding. Congratulations Fev! Thinking of dropping the plan to move somewhere?

  12. hahaha.

    elbows on the sides, shoulders slightly shrugged, forearms raised, tips of the hands to the sky….


    san-o ka na mapa-iligan?

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