Truth and decisions

Just a teacher... The college in which I teach is a small pool of knowledge, where wise and intellectuals discuss in one corner and uninterested, yet pretentious ones chatter in another corner. In one teacher, I saw concern for students while another teacher showed indifference; other one seemed to have one or two favourites in each class, another teacher got worried over daily workload and one even was vengeful and knowingly didn't listen to a pursuing student, who apparently misbehaved in class. When I enter class, I see youth, energy, yet boredom. Boredom, because of monotonous class room study. I am a language teacher, but if I ever had a choice then I would teach them to write in innovative ways, like sitting alone in Mcdonald's and giving a descriptive version of each table and things happening on it. I would encourage them to be happy and self-motivated. I would assign them to talk to strangers on road and tell me about one new person they talked to, each day. I nev...