by Ma. Luz C. Vilches, Dean of the School of Humanities
Sometime ago, I sat as a student in a literature class which my father taught with passion, discipline, and care. I often wondered what inspired him to teach that way, unmindful of the little imps whose minds were everywhere else except on the lesson. It just didn’t occur to me to ask him then. But, I discovered in the end that I had slowly become enamored at the thought of being a teacher myself.