Emily Sun

“I would never have thought that during the process of teaching these hard-working students, I would learn so much more, not only about them, but also about myself.”

“Small wooden desks on wobbly legs, stacks of books on top, a thin layer dust filling up the air, and an empty blackboard taking up one wall with pieces of chalk lying around. Those were my first observations of the small classroom. The difference from my school classroom was astounding. There were no projectors, no laptops, no electronics whatsoever. However, I soon learned to embraced this new environment, this new place that was once so alien to me. This was soon to be my classroom. The small wooden empty seats left hazardously lying around the classroom were soon to be filled by my students.

When the students first filed into the room, there were smiles all around. Boys and girls, not much younger than me, pulled out their chairs and sat down, giving me curious and eager looks. They all stared at me so expectantly. I admit, I was scared. No, I was terrified to be entrusted with the responsibility of teaching these children. I would never have thought that during the process of teaching these hard-working students, I would learn so much more, not only about them, but also about myself. I was born fortunate enough to have the opportunities that I have, and I have learned to not only appreciate these opportunities, but learn to work hard, for if 27 Grade four students can do it, I certainly can.”

-Emily, VTC2018

 

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