An Open Letter to English Teachers

Dear English Teachers,

Something is bothering me. Something really disturbing is bothering me. It’s a huge matter in fact, and that is why it’s bothering me. I should just cut to the chase.


I see it almost all the time now. Your statuses, your captions, your comments – THEY ARE ALL FULL OF OBVIOUS GRAMMATICAL ERRORS AND MISTAKES! It’s fine (but in actuality it’s not) if people cannot detect them, but it will be damning if people without an English or B.Ed TESL degree can spot your errors and mistakes. Doesn’t it bother you when people correct your grammar instead of you correcting them? You’re the English teacher or expert or whatever, shouldn’t you be correcting their errors and mistakes?

Please teachers, please. Just make sure that you are teaching your kids the right things. And yes, it does not matter if you are teaching at the most rural of places and you if you are thinking,

“Heh, the kids wouldn’t know or wouldn’t care or wouldn’t be bothered if I make grammatical errors in class.”

No, it’s not about that. It’s about RESPONSIBILITY, it’s about ACCOUNTABILITY and it’s about EDUCATING those kids. If those kids do not know, do not care or aren’t bothered, then it’s your job to make them know, make them care and delight them with the wonders of English. 

It bothers me a lot that you are teaching kids when clearly you are really not qualified to do so. When you commit such OBVIOUS errors online (and in public), people will start to question the kind of education you received and people will start pointing fingers. Heck, if I had kids and you were teaching them, I’d pull my kids out of the class if I could. Remember the classes we had – the ones where we discussed about incompetent English teachers – please don’t end up like those teachers. Please, I beg of you.

Please, help your kids. Fix yourself first. It’s not only your students’ responsibility to learn, it is yours too. It is your responsibility to help these kids with their English. You are carrying a huge responsibility on your shoulders. Everyone is counting on you to make the society better. If the kids do not practice what you have preached in class, then it’s their own responsibility. And yes, we can only do so much in the classrooms, but if you can inspire one kid to speak better, write better, read better, and listen better, then you are fulfilling your responsibility.

I know teaching is not easy, but try. If the kids are learning, you should too. It is your job to make sure that they are learning the right things and not the wrong stuff. Don’t fossilize their errors. Plus, this post is not about teaching per se, it’s more about asking you to fix your grammar because it is seriously bothering and worrying me at the same time.

So please, please, please, fix your grammar. At least please, don’t teach them, “congrates” or “a simple things” or “freezed” or “equipments”.

p.s: It’s time to brush up on our knowledge.

Random Thoughts

Shouldn’t Have Trusted Your Heart

There are so many things I want to write about, but words sometimes fail me and I end up not conveying what I feel. Plus, I don’t really know what I am feeling right now. There is a part of me that feels relief and free, some parts of me crave the dependency and the familiarity of things that I’ve left behind. It’s been a few days since I started my new job and I like it – the fact that I have flexible working hours, that I get to explore my creativity and the fact that I get to interact with people on a daily basis. It’s all perfect. Except for one thing – I kinda feel lonely. I haven’t really made new friends. And the fact that I had to break-off my two year relationship isn’t helping either. I’d usually wake up in the morning with

“Good morning yang”

and go to bed with

“Good night yang”

but those texts aren’t coming in any more. It’s been a few days now, and I have to get used to it. I will get use to it; but right now, I can feel the void creeping slowly into my soul. I hate feeling the void. I hate the fact that when I look around me, there are things that remind me of you. I don’t need that right now. I hate the fact that when I’m alone and free, I start to think

“I wish you were here with me.”

It’s weird how someone who used to be so close to you now has to become a complete stranger by default. I wish I can take you anywhere with me so we can be together all the time. But I know you don’t want that. I know you want your freedom from me. You’ve been wanting that for a while now. You’re just too afraid to admit it.

I should want the same freedom too. In a way, I have achieved that freedom. But there’s still a part of me that does not want that freedom. It wants you. I don’t know if you feel the same way. I hope you do. I will be in denial if I wished for the opposite.

We’ve been through a lot together. You’ve always been there for me, and I owe you a lot for all the time you have spent with me – the countless hours of snuggling, cuddling, movie-watching, driving, eating, talking, arguing, singing – I will remember those times. I hope you will too.

Gah! When I was younger, writing about heartbreak was so easy. Now, I just feel burdened by it somehow. I feel like I shouldn’t even be writing about it because I will be fine, and I will move on. There was a time when I would compose poems and shit but not this time I guess. Maybe because I’ve matured enough, or maybe because I’ve prepared myself mentally and emotionally.

But I still do miss you – everyday. And I wish you’d text me. I hope we’d stay as friends because losing you from my life would be one of the biggest tragedies. I don’t know what else to write about. I guess I’ll just wallow in loneliness for now and try to make new friends. And hopefully, one day, down the line, I’ll meet someone who can fill the void.

p.s: All I need is a better internet connection.