Change is Intrusive

Anita P. Mutuc

One's life constant intruder is change. Never invited, never treated well especially during it's first arrival. Never anticipated and definitely does not belong to our usual comfort zone. Never welcomed with warm heart.

You cannot eat the fruit of the seed you have planted the same day. It should be nurtured, It should be appreciated and appreciation comes with blissful rewards. This rewards do not come instantly. Days and days shall be counted and careful rendition of the bright ideas that were just once thought come into a realization. Fated to bloom or peril. It lies in our hands.

Along the way, the coming of change has it's full entourage. In a career ladder, they are called people. Diversifying the onset of a diversified personality from a leader within, they may be part of the nurturing process or otherwise. Nevertheless, all of them are part and parcel of the whole package.

There will never be an extra room for the intrusive change, but it has never been a crime in our culture not to accept people in our homes, whether they are friendly intrusions or not. Never enough as long as we live.

Changes change lives. The teaching and learning process is into a learning mechanism which are total strangers to the beneficiaries.

A greater Hand hovers around people to make them feel comfortable in the middle of discomfort. HE is in control. I rest everything to HIS faith in me. I believe HIS supreme trust in me.

The feeling is mutual.

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The author is Teacher II at Angeles City Senior High School