by Vic Odarve.
Last year, she was one of
my top math students. Because of this, I always checked her papers before
checking the others after every exam and quiz at school. I enjoy reading over
her answers, observing the processes she took, and observing how she presented
her mathematical calculations to arrive at her solution. She consistently
received a flawless score, with a few exceptions. I therefore considered myself
to be one of the fortunate instructors to have this student in my class. Her
performance becomes a gauge of how well my instructional approach is. There it
was.
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Madonna University, Nigeria |
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University of Immaculate Conception |
Then, the next quiz came. Only 2 out of 54 students in a
class obtained an excellent score. And she was one of them! It was then that I
focused her attention. I noticed that during the class session, she sat at the
end of the last row of seats in a packed and overcrowded room. She listened
intently and focused on my discussion. She didn't have a friend, and she didn't
even talk to her seatmates, as if she didn't know any of her classmates! She must
be extremely shy.
The semester math course was about to finish. I gave a quiz before the final exam. "This will be the last quiz," I informed the students. Then what was the result? She got a perfect score again! She had done it! I told myself, "She is a good performing student." At the subsequent meeting, I returned the quiz papers and scripts. She was absent. For almost two weeks, I could no longer see her. Then I inquired of her classmates what happened to this girl. To my surprise, none of her classmates knew her. She vanished, and I received no word from her or her whereabouts!
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Math Class |
I was completely pushed to the wall. After two weeks, my
phone rang. The girl informed me that she had a part-time job in an
instrumentation company to support her schooling financially, and thus, she
failed to attend the class. I was dumbfounded and could not believe it. Lately,
I also found out that another student who was often absent during my class
lectures was also doing a part-time job in a food chain restaurant. It was then
that I learned that both were irregular students.
Two years later, I saw their names posted in the school as
board exam passers. Their names reminded me how these students were struggling
in pain to become engineers. Their sacrifices were paid off.
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Math Books by Vic Odarve |
Sometimes we feel life is a pain but, in the end, shall
reap in joy. Simply pursue your dreams.
GIDAMGO KO ANG BATHALA
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