Today, when SV told me to alter the poster, his words shattered me. He said that if I submitted it, people would ask, “Why does a ‘UXXX’ student make a poster like this?” It’s so heartbreaking. Is my work really that terrible? I designed it from nothing—just a plain piece of paper, no template, all my own effort from start to finish. Why would he say something so harsh? This isn’t the first time his words have cut deep. During an online meeting, I told him I felt like vomiting from the endless edits to the problem statements—over five months of revising again and again. His reply was, “If you feel like vomiting, quit and go back to school.” It crushed me. Huhuhu T.T. My former supervisor would never have been so cold, and I’d never speak to my students that way.
When my students complain that something is too hard, I share my own experiences with them. I tell them how I, too, had to face difficulties to reach the level I’m at now. For me, pedagogy means nothing without empathy and caring. You could be a professor, but that doesn’t automatically make you skilled at touching a student’s heart. From years of observation, I’ve seen that students only excel in a subject when their teacher connects with them heart-to-heart.
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