We are in the process of moving…changing schools, maybe changing countries all-together…there are some things I am happy for- like change and challenges of new things to come…but each year, despite how much I know each year it will end, i always get emotional at the end of the year. Especially because i know students will be moving on. I often think of what they will move on to? whether or not they will take what they have learnt; will they remember that I have tried to teach them that they can make a difference in the world? to never let others take away their opportunities to stand up and do the right thing?

Sometimes I remind myself that they are just “kids”..but I dont let myself think about it for too long. The world is at crossroads right now and each and every voice that can stand up and stand loud for justice; fairness; equality…we need to each do our part to make a difference.

Over the year, I try to bring this idea to my students through what i teach..but I also try to build a good rapport with them so that they always remember that  I am always there to assist them through any difficult times. More importantly though, I love to learn from my students. Often children see the world differently, they approach things in new ways and they dont allow themselves to always be “fit into” the boxes of life. So at times even if they make me crazy :) they also keep me young!

Still, I know I will miss all my students- the ones who I taught for two years, the others I taught for one and still the others who I never taught at all. The relationships I have with the families have been wonderful and I will miss that as well.

I have to believe that I have done what I came here to do. Perhaps I planted a seed in the minds and hearts of the children i came accross; perhaps they planted seeds as well. All I know is that it’s time for me to move on. At times, I get teary….but I am leaving with a heart full of love with the contentment of knowing that I have tried my best.

And the journey continues..