My Teacher My Hero

                                      I ask myself, Who is my hero? I was bound to answer this question months ago. Because anyone can be my hero without being famous and having high importance in the society. Then I came to realize who really is my hero. For instance, I have my parents who are supporting me in many ways. My friends and family give me advices that I really look for. And God who's never tried in pouring me his blessings. These are my considered heroes, but there are these people who made it to be my heroes. People who I were with in times of pains and struggles in life. They deserves to be called "My Teacher; My Hero."

                                      Teachers! Yes! You read it right. I know what's on your mind now. Somehow we call them terrors, strict and many more. But are we all aware of all their feelings upon teaching us great values that we should treasure? We don't. In fact, there are lots of what's and why's why I consider them as my heroes. There are lots of questions to be answer. I lift up my chin in times of dissapointments and sadness because they taught me how to be more discipline. I give forgiveness because they gave me values to know. These are just few of the reasons why I love my teachers.

                                      Living in a colorful life and creating new destinations. This motives me in becoming a person with an ability to do more. I became the person who I am now because of my wondrous teachers who taught me and still molding me to become a great citizen in the society. Heroes are more than people who save child from sidewalk; they are role models. They expounded my ideas in existing here in earth, they encourage me to be an efficient son and a God's follower.