It was supposed to be a happy Friday yesterday. I had finished some paper works from my regular class teaching. I received an incentive. I was text by an admirer and most of all, I wore my favorite shoes.

But God put me in trial. I was being the talked of the town. Well not that big community but my image has been tattered by some else without knowing it. The place where I'm having my practicum. The place where I supposed to learn and improve my ability as a teacher. It's so hard to make justification on what you can and you can't do especially if you're staying in a place for academic and temporary reasons only.

Some teachers are just so hard to get along with. And when you have started giving your trust on them you'll be surprise to know that your being stab behind your back. Creating stories beyond your capacity. I'm just wondering if these people have feelings. I can't imagine being tagged as squealer or unreliable.

At firs, I situate my self in a sacred place. A place where I don't gave comments on negative feed backs. I tried to be discreet on my opinions. I suppressed my freedom to talk. Then suddenly, someone will appear on the scene, destroy the sanctuary I have been sheltered for months now. I felt really bad, stress and exploit.

How can these people proficiently raze me down! I have given too much effort for the practicum. I spent so many days making teaching materials, suit my self in teaching a class which I don't even know how. I tried my paramount ability in pleasing and doing my job as a practicumer no matter how it slows down me physically. How should I live with this kind of environment?

If someone asks and wants for a change, I believe that it should be in proper timing and with the right people. The freedom to correct a system has to be in appropriate manner. You can't just shine and spark because of someone else. If you want to change the system then do it for yourself. People won't believe your competence to lead. They will detract you instead of obeying your command.

The damage has been done. I am wasted! I know God will let that someone pay sooner or later. That someone has no place in education. Nor a place in the world of happiness. That someone should learned how to care people SINCERELY