Here these adoration from a grateful heart.
These are the words left unsaid when we were dismissed and left the room, given that personal feedback couldn't, if not shouldn't, be expressed, of course, during the class.
First, though it may not be a big deal for you that I was a little late in our first meeting, I would still want to apologize. However it doesn't mean that I was never been interested in your class. Honestly I am bursting with excitement to meet you, to learn from you and the course.
The first moment I saw you from the glass window of the classroom, my heart trembled with gladness, savoring each drop of it in silence. It's so overwhelming to see a new professor in the milieu. For the past quite long years, the department has been occupied by women faculties at most, and there, you get into the picture. Although you are not, technically, part of the psychology faculty, I personally love your presence being connected with us. I love the atmosphere having you in the curriculum.
Next, I took it as a privilege to have had my seat directly facing you. I grabbed the chance to look at you stanchly, and thought to lo, I like your physique; quite Arabic, but purely Filipino.
The moment you began to discuss about your life in general, I immediately love your wit. And with your teaching experience (and research reviewer experience, in more specific aspect) outside the country with students of different races from different universities in the world, I am so honored and blessed to have you as our professor and be discipled for a year. I imagined I was in a setting of a large classroom, hearing an international professor speaking and discussing streams of wonderful ideas and experiences with high internal and external reliability and validity. For a year. I know I would love and enjoy and live with research.
And you know what, Sir? I never regretted my decision to not take the research proposal last summer. Though it made me a little terrified before; because those who took it would really have the advantage already, considering that we are so much bounded with time; but that first meeting was more than enough to convince me that you are worth our (referring to my classmates, too) little agonies. And now that we finally met you, here we are— with no more possessing buts and oppressing doubts to puzzle us. That first meeting freed me, and intuitively, my classmates too. So here I am, from this moment, riding on this liberating freedom of learning with the determination to live them.
The Lord knows how much I am eager to do well with my thesis, with confidence that His guidance and wisdom and strength and favor covering me all the way through. Indeed, all things worked, and will always work, together for good to those who love the Lord. Sir, know that I would be pleased to maximize your presence, accept all your corrections throughout the course of the study. I am so much open for unlearning ineffective and useless things to relearning the forgotten and overlooked important things to learning new noteworthy things. With so much grace!
Thank you also for urging us to really read from the heart. To live it. I was caught when you said, "I cannot imagine walking without a book." With those words echoing in my heart, I remember how I was been passionate about bringing a book to read everyday; though it would cost me to carry heavier loads; and then not knowing how and when, I just lost it (the passion, not the book) along the way. Yet now I am taking it back to life again. You rekindled again the once burn-out learner! I owe it to you, Sir!
Sigh. The hours are fleeting when I sit in your class. Listening to you doesn't make me worn-out rather it would make me yearn for something more. More learning. And mindful understanding. With your class, I do not feel useless. So I am looking forward with great anticipation for our next meeting.
Thank you so much, Sir!
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