A Tribute

Another Mother's Day passed by. Another Teacher's Day passed by.

Happy Mothers' Day!!

Happy Teachers' Day!!!

If one should ask what is the most difficult job in the world, the answer is being a mother.
If one should ask what is the second most difficult job in the world, the answer is being a teacher.

Both jobs require patience. Both jobs require the incumbent to educate. Both jobs require 24 hours stand by. Both job requires sincerity and kindness. There are lots other similarities.

Being a mother is a matter of time for a woman. It's a lie if a woman says that she doesn't want to have kids. It's part of our genetic make up. We will have desire to hold a baby in our arms, we want to raise at least one child. It's really not a matter of choice. It's a matter of time.

Being a teacher is definitely a matter of choice. If you do not have the patience, you might as well open a burger stall or set up another dotcom company.

A mother is a teacher at the same time. A mother is a nurturer. A mother is much, much more than just someone to tend the home. Being a mom is tough. Being a working mom is even tougher. To women who are able to do this, I raise my glass to them.

It's sad watching and listening to the young generation of teachers nowadays. They take their job as a half day work and that's it. They are just being teachers probably because they could not be anything else. They do not have passion in educating or shaping the future generation. To me, they are not teachers.

Don't get me wrong, there are teachers who are really educators. This rare breed of teachers are really committed in their role in the community. These are the people who are mothers and fathers to us at school. To them, I raise my glass again. Double thumbs up.

So, to mothers out there, to teachers everywhere, to mothers who are also teachers, this month, like any other months, I salute you. You are the diamonds that shine brightly. You can never be traded. And we are here, because of you.

Mak, I love you. Happy Mother's Day.