An Open Letter to the School Who Broke My Heart

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You chose someone else.Last month, our paths crossed again. I’m now a lawyer and you need my assistance. I openly gave you all the help that you need but deep inside I want to spill my pent-up ill feelings. Until now, I still can’t forget what you did to me when I was a lowly teacher applicant. Now you know me, now you are proud that we both came from the same province. Oh, really?I hope someday I can tell you straight in your eyes that you all have no foresight. You can’t identify a potential. You don’t love your students that much. I know that they told you, I was the one. But you let me go for reasons I don’t understand.I’ll be content with this writing to finally move on. I’ll say it once again, I hate you but I can’t thank you enough.I can’t thank you enough because your rejection opened the whole wide world to me. If you have accepted me to teach, I would have fulfilled my childhood dream but I have been confined in the four walls of our province. Your rejection has shown me that the world is wide and opportunities abound.I can’t thank you enough because when you rejected me, I was introduced to an outstanding organization that saw and nurtured my potential. I realized that life is still fair. I was made aware that there are still Offices who look at what you know and not who you know. I’m sorry but in my opinion, you belong to the latter.I can’t thank you enough because when you rejected me, the pain and disappointments made me decide to bury my dream of becoming a teacher. I decided to try other paths. I learned to adapt. I continued my life, I metamorphosed and even

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tried something I thought I was not. I failed to become your teacher but it paved the way for me to become a lawyer.Because of your rejection, I was given a chance to travel the world as part of my job. I’m not boasting but I bet if your teachers have been to places where I went. Now, I became a super-specialist, well-respected and known in my field. Ah yes, you came to consult me last month, isn’t it?You have listened to our Office’s lectures where I sit as an expert panelist. Oh, I should have been part of your family but you let me be adopted by someone else. Now, I even review and approve your applications. The world really tumbled down. But don’t worry, I will not take our past against you. I’m professional and I’ll extend the best that I can do.By the way, I’m still a great teacher but not in a university setting. I train our new employees and I conduct seminars for our office. I’m also an international trainer. Too bad, I’m sharing my expertise as far as other countries but I haven’t done it for my beloved province. Again, not my fault but yours.I’m also about to teach in a law school. But this time I didn’t apply and flaunted my credentials like what I did with you. It’s the school who reached out to me. No demonstration teaching and interviews. I was the one who decided if I am willing to share my time and expertise with them. I wonder why others saw my potential but the school in my beloved province did not?I gladly accepted the teaching offer. On to fulfilling my childhood dream albeit part-time and not with you. The rebirth of a dream. A Re-entry. And it feels good.</article></body>

Now, I can finally say that it was your loss

To the school in my province who didn’t give me the opportunity that I deserve 20 years ago, I hate you but thank you!

I hate you for ignoring how good I was and for setting aside my potential to teach thousands of students in our province. I hate you for letting go of the opportunity that I could have contributed to the enhancement of the quality of education in our place. I hate you for not giving me a chance.

I had all the intentions to give back what the country has given me. As I finished my course at the University of the Philippines with a full scholarship from taxpayers' money, I intended to offer back what the country has given me. I want to serve the poor and deserving students. I am into the pursuit of excellence in education but you simply decided to give me a “better luck next time” result.

I did well in your teaching demonstration test. Your students loved and praised me. I’m confident that I aced your interview. My transcript of records reflects my brain contents, but what did you do? You chose someone else.

Last month, our paths crossed again. I’m now a lawyer and you need my assistance. I openly gave you all the help that you need but deep inside I want to spill my pent-up ill feelings. Until now, I still can’t forget what you did to me when I was a lowly teacher applicant. Now you know me, now you are proud that we both came from the same province. Oh, really?

I hope someday I can tell you straight in your eyes that you all have no foresight. You can’t identify a potential. You don’t love your students that much. I know that they told you, I was the one. But you let me go for reasons I don’t understand.

I’ll be content with this writing to finally move on. I’ll say it once again, I hate you but I can’t thank you enough.

I can’t thank you enough because your rejection opened the whole wide world to me. If you have accepted me to teach, I would have fulfilled my childhood dream but I have been confined in the four walls of our province. Your rejection has shown me that the world is wide and opportunities abound.

I can’t thank you enough because when you rejected me, I was introduced to an outstanding organization that saw and nurtured my potential. I realized that life is still fair. I was made aware that there are still Offices who look at what you know and not who you know. I’m sorry but in my opinion, you belong to the latter.

I can’t thank you enough because when you rejected me, the pain and disappointments made me decide to bury my dream of becoming a teacher. I decided to try other paths. I learned to adapt. I continued my life, I metamorphosed and even tried something I thought I was not. I failed to become your teacher but it paved the way for me to become a lawyer.

Because of your rejection, I was given a chance to travel the world as part of my job. I’m not boasting but I bet if your teachers have been to places where I went. Now, I became a super-specialist, well-respected and known in my field. Ah yes, you came to consult me last month, isn’t it?

You have listened to our Office’s lectures where I sit as an expert panelist. Oh, I should have been part of your family but you let me be adopted by someone else. Now, I even review and approve your applications. The world really tumbled down. But don’t worry, I will not take our past against you. I’m professional and I’ll extend the best that I can do.

By the way, I’m still a great teacher but not in a university setting. I train our new employees and I conduct seminars for our office. I’m also an international trainer. Too bad, I’m sharing my expertise as far as other countries but I haven’t done it for my beloved province. Again, not my fault but yours.

I’m also about to teach in a law school. But this time I didn’t apply and flaunted my credentials like what I did with you. It’s the school who reached out to me. No demonstration teaching and interviews. I was the one who decided if I am willing to share my time and expertise with them. I wonder why others saw my potential but the school in my beloved province did not?

I gladly accepted the teaching offer. On to fulfilling my childhood dream albeit part-time and not with you. The rebirth of a dream. A Re-entry. And it feels good.