I Miss My Former Students!

Every day of the year is a hectic time for teachers as they complete lesson plans, grade papers, attend meetings, and more. There is a part of us that will miss our pupils for both small and large reasons, even though we are "teacher fatigued" after all of these demanding school duties. My former students from the previous international school I worked with made me miss them because of this. Due to my attachment to them and my awareness of how quickly they were growing up and becoming young adults, I was overcome with emotion as I looked at the images. One of my favorite aspects of teaching is hearing the hilarious things students say and do every day—the kinds of stuff you just can't make up. I hope to see them one day and hear from them again.

I'll miss watching them develop. There is nothing better than watching our kids truly "understand" something after a full academic year with them, whether it is long division, identifying the subject, or paragraph writing. Knowing that I contributed to their development gives me a great deal of satisfaction.

I will miss their enthusiasm. It makes me pleased when my students genuinely enjoy learning and are engaged in every activity we undertake. As a teacher, it is my mission to always find ways to make learning enjoyable.

The bonds I formed with each pupil will be missed. By the time the school year is over, I will genuinely miss my students since I have grown quite close to them. Every year (most years, at least), I get the impression that I'll never get to know and love a new class as I did the previous one. Nevertheless, the reality is that when a new year begins, new connections are forged, and the magic happens once more.

The final thing is that I'll miss watching them develop. Similar to planting seeds, teaching entails observing young plant growth but hardly ever mature plants. I'm always interested in the progress and outcomes of "my pupils." One of the most rewarding experiences for a teacher is to hear from a former pupil who left the classroom years ago how much they enjoyed it, how much it meant to them, and how much they remembered about what you did in class. Although the end of the year is always chaotic, I know that on the last day of school, when the walls are empty and the desks are empty, and I'm saying my goodbyes, I'll miss my children for all of these reasons and many more.

Thailand: Wai Kru or Teachers' Day

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Also known as "Teachers' Appreciation Day" in Thailand, students take this day to honor and pay respect to their teachers. I am fortunate to experience this celebration with my lovely Grade - 5 students, for a long time since I came to Thailand.

The Wai Kru Muay Thai ceremony consists of the ‘wai’, a friendly greeting and traditional display of respect in Thai culture to people of seniority and higher status. The ‘wai’ is expressed by placing one’s hands in a prayer-like position between the chest and head, and gently bowing. Recipient of this ceremony is the ‘kru’, meaning teacher, a figure of high respect and status in Thai society.

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School's Pathfinder Camp

Sorry for the late update. It took me sometimes to get back into track normally, after the grieving process of loss. However, prayers from friends, family, and blood related kin have played important part of the quick healing.
Sure enough, the pain has slowly subsided although the feeling of longings is still there but it's not as painful as it was.
Again, God has proven His tender love & care to my family to fully recovering from aching so quickly. Things have normally back into place. Without His divine protection and providence ,prolly we might have been still bleeding till now.
Well, I didn't much update here since there's not much newsworthy to tell apart from the school's program that I am teaching with.
The kids from the school so as from the sister's school in Hatyai, had gone through a little rigid of militaristic training held in Royal Military Academy. Amidst of the excruciating heat of the scorching sun, the fun and outdoor activities were overloaded on its first day.
Here's to prove of the camps'first activities: