Pass The Kleenex: My Goodbye Ceremony

When I was a child, I believed anything was possible. That I was invincible and that anything I wanted would happen. As I grew older, my view of the world began to change. Doors closed in my face and life proved difficult to manage. But my parents and my faith pushed me to preserve. I chose not to give up. I crawled through the pain.

Today, I stand before you as your English teacher, delivering my goodbye speech in English. To think I once knew not a single word of the language proves in big capital alphabet that MIRACLES really can happen. And do. Over and over again. But here’s the catch. We must actively seek them. But where?

In the words of my favorite poet. “Do you know what you are? You are a manuscript of a divine letter. You are a mirror reflecting a noble face. This universe is not outside of you. Look inside yourself; everything that you want, you are already that.”

I am so glad I was your teacher. Please don’t forget me. I know that I will remember you all with fond memories forever. Believe me when I say, I love each and every one of you with my whole spirit.
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25 comments

  1. Those are the cutest letters! I love the “you are a veal sweetheart” hehe! I remember the bittersweet feeling of leaving, even though you’re ready and it’s time to go, and there have been many hardships along the way; it’s a bittersweet feeling as you know those kids will grow up without you – it made me hurt to think of another ALT teaching “my” kids after I left!

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  2. It is sad to see the departure of one who has done so much for people. They see you as a great light who has shown them great inspiration. I hope that that light continues to shine upon the people you are leaving. While you may not be among them, your light will be with them. You have an ability to brighten everyone’s way, and I think that you are going to be a light shining bright of kindness and inspiration.

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  3. That was a beautiful speech!

    I wish I had a teacher like you! But they weren’t like that at all. How many English teachers did I have? About a dozen probably. From primary (elementary) school to secondary (middle) school. And also counting my home tutors.

    But none of them ever encouraged me to follow my dreams. And of course, not one of them are here now with me, telling me that I can make it as a self-published writer. That’s why I feel so alone.

    You are a good teacher, Anisa. Maybe someday you will come teach in Singapore and we could hang out!

    And hey! You have a kendo club member there! One of the students drew a kendo uniform!

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