After two-month adjustment to take over the cramp school students, I got my mojo back and iron out the suitable way to deal with the students of lesser God.

All my friends’ and family’s warm support back me up highly than I expected. But I still can’t neglect the power overloaded from behind the scene of traditional value, subsided in the stream of the unchanged setting, as a good daughter in law should always be obedient to bear all the challenges, disparity and unjustice without any clarification and converse.

On the murky path of life, I feel like a loner-carrier without any arrow and arch to fight against all the invisible enemies, a moth nailed on the wall. Consuming all the rumors, disguise and disgrace, sublimate my soul and will into the enduring endeavor to flutter the students’ wings vibrantly and violently.

Students are the mirror of the truth, beauty and kindness. When we water them with love , hope ,faith and acceptance, they will pay off with continuous striving for better and better. Cutting down on my leisure time, I parlay all the effort into a frolic interaction with students.

Life has his ups and downs, nobody can do something, everybody can do something. And students are your best partners to create something together!  When I try to illuminate their road, it seems to me they lighten me up to see the hope and dreams further and farther! I am lucky when I am stuck in my troubled water, students show up on my crossroad, they are my mentors to give me a hand when I decide to contribute myself to them.

The dead ends of precipice always has an U-turn heading towards kid’s heart. intriguing the jittery heart, like the precession effect, they will call up the iridescence on the other side of the undulating turmoil, even a old lad like me!