09/04/2026
I may not always say it out loud, and I know I am not the best at expressing what I feel, but deep within me lives a quiet appreciation for the people and values that shape my life.
My King and my country come first in my thoughts, followed by my parents and siblings, and then my leader, my colleagues, and my students, all of whom hold a meaningful place in my heart.
I often carry a straight face, one that may not reveal much, but behind it lies a deep sense of respect and care. It is not that I do not feel, it is that I feel deeply, just silently. In the little things, in shared conversations, in moments of learning, and in the presence of my school community, I find a sense of belonging that words sometimes fail to capture.
When I pray, my thoughts follow a path that reflects my priorities. My King and country come first, as they guide and protect us. Then come my parents and siblings, who are my foundation and my journey. Soon after, my mind turns to my students, my school, and my colleagues, the people I spend so much of my life with and grow with each day.
Only at the end do I think of myself.
Perhaps that says something about who I am. I may not be expressive, but I am grateful. I may not always speak my feelings, but I carry them with sincerity.
In my own quiet way, I value, respect, and care deeply for the people and responsibilities entrusted to me.