Before entering the four-cornered room, I had my mindset – it’ll be another

arduous day for my brain. From the first day of our meeting, I nearly blew my
mind because of the massive information my brain was processing in our second
subject with Professor Celerino Baclaan. I needed to upgrade. I was caught off
guard. Thus, I found every experience remarkable. Every word of my professor
was too bountiful that you’d delight to hark. I had an intense feeling that
everything will be harder but rewarding in the end. They say hard work pays off
and with that, I’m certain. While he facilitates the intellectual transformation in
our class, my mind started to excogitate. His diction was such a melody in my
ears. I delight internalizing them. My mind was trapped by his words, like there’d
always be a paradigm shift in me; I could easily be influenced by them. My brain
began to cruise aimlessly. I know where I get myself into. It wasn’t by mere false
action to continue my academic undertaking, just as soon as I graduated and
passed the Licensure Examination for Teachers (LET) this year. I really had my
future plans but originally, I intended to take up BS Speech Pathology before a
Master's Degree. It was God’s providence which led me to be part of New Era
University, School of Graduate Studies. But, I am firmly resolved that I wouldn’t
give up my dream to be a Speech Pathologist. There was a great deal of
realizations that dawned on me in every discussion we had in his class. It was
such an awakening from a deep slumber. A thousand of unknowns is waiting for
me to unveil. Our professor throws higher level questions which demand a vivid
theoretical exposition. I don’t possess enough fortitude to put my thoughts in
words through oral discourse. My fear sealed my lips. But I have to surmount this
fright. I thought my lack of experience because my age was one of the reasons. I
perceive myself isolated from the group of professionals. I am the youngest. I just
graduated. I don't even have much experience in the field. For me, everything is
very new. Hence, we all have the same goal. Also, age is never a hindrance. I
looked in every angle and found the positive sides. Gradually, I’ll be able to
handle and cope with the learning environment. I'm still looking for my comfort
zone. But along the way, I find it exciting and challenging. I try my utmost best to
record all of his teachings in my memory bank. He uses powerful questions to
attack an issue or topic and ends with another mighty question. I came into a
discovery as I listened to the lectures – that in Master's Degree, you have to delve
into the fathomless mine to look for pedagogical treasures. And once you go
deeper, you thought you’re getting loaded, yet you realize as you go along the
way, you’re not content – you end up desiring for more. One life is not enough to
attain every treasure. Learning is a lifelong process. The more you decipher, the
more you come up with questions. And just like what the early philosophers did,
they turned over the noble mission to the future generations who’re the next in
line. I’m willing to risk my precious time and great deal of effort to satisfy my
undying curiosity on various obscurities in accordance with educational
advancements and explorations. I want to make a difference. So, from the four
corners of the room I soar, and there I was, with eyes on fire.