Wearing
your elegant clothes along with your fancy necktie and the shiniest pair of
shoes ever made – all this but to impress or get dressed for success – to make
an impression to someone that would change your life forever.
For
years and years we have tried to go with the flow and have conformed to this
childish influence at our impressionable age because first impression
lasts.
One
can actually wipe the floor to swim against that current, but it isn’t always a
happy ending to run the risk of doing something – whether or not you’ll get the
opportunity – it all depends on you.
I’m no exception to this
bondage allowing my self entangled in many chances, but I have proven my
impressionistic subjugators wrong in many chances as well – that’s when first impression dies.
Because
I prefer casual wear over a popular style, a lot of times they’ve got me
feeling as simple as a person who does not have a normal level of intelligence
or got no special talent at all. And when I said or did something
extraordinary, it was a bolt from the blue. That’s so human tendency becoming
subjective or conclusive unreasonably.
Sorry
to disappoint you, but I’m a different person at school – this is where I wear
various and sundry clothes everyday – to surprise people; to win the hearts of my
critics; to give them idea or a complete picture of a jigsaw puzzle out of me.
First
day at school is for all time having a feeling of cognizance or paranoia to the
extreme. So I’m always careful selling the products – my self, my experience,
my accomplishment, and my skills – for one intention – to disprove each
first-impressionist-creature alive.
“What if my students won’t like me?” my anxious thought in endless query. Before I
realize, I still have more of these “what
ifs…?” to resolve. It’s so annoying, but then it’s always my call to face
the situation for man is born to trust first impressions.
There
is no place like my TESOL environment – where racists live and where
individuals endowed with prejudices against Asian teachers reign. That’s why I
had to stand up for myself, for others, and what I believe in – a big NO to
first impression. For each person deserves grace or more including me to be
honest.
I
am truly aware that there is no such thing as “first impression dies” unless
someone has learned to defy the gravity or judge the book by its content –
then you will find it hard to believe. Let this phrase remains uncanny or only exists
in my own dictionary. But it doesn’t stop me from sharing one of the most
unexpected stories of my teaching life, lately.
“Here we go again!” I said quietly; a self-talk as I call it.
One
student was already in the classroom few minutes before me. He was the earliest
bird to meet his teacher who has brown skin and not a native speaker of
English. He seemed unhappy by the look of his eyes. He didn’t smile at all. Let
me call him Dara (not his real name).
“So you’re not white?” my worried mind could hear him freak out, but thank
God he didn’t.
So
used to this scenario, but like I said, got my own way – for this reason I’ve survived
and was loved by my students. And no need to mention those awful moments
because they were uninspiring.
Few
days after, Dara brought me some muffins for snack and then some Chinese
kikyams the following day. The next time around, his generosity was beyond
expectation – he bought me sunglasses. Wow!
It
such a delight to know that he’s very happy in my class every single day. Above
all this, it’s a joy to know that he’s no typical impressionable at all. I
think it’s time for me to remove this lasting negative impression in my mind towards
students or anyone else, too. This is how first
impression dies works in some ways.
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