May 27, 2014
I respected and loved the students in each of the three classes I taught at Amrah Bint. However, I thoroughly enjoyed my 11S class. I parallel my 11S class to a softball team I belonged to when I was 15. We went undefeated through an entire season, including tournament play. Individually, we were good players; collectively, we were much, much more. The students in 11S were wonderful individuals; collectively, they were much, much more.
Etizaz, Rawan, Omnia, Leen, Azza, Hiba, Zainab, Maram, Maysum, Kenza, Mariam, Danah, Aseel
Etizaz – strong, very much her own person;
Rawan – very animated, the actress of the group;
Omnia- loved soccer and the only one to ever beat me at the “ABC” game;
Leen – the unaware beauty, unsure of her looks but sure of her smarts;
Azza – straightforward leader, no muss, no fuss, type ‘a’ in a good way;
Hiba – the quiet one, she was a good second to Azza’s leader;
Zainab – the historian, the creative writer, the storyteller;
Maram – unsure of herself, vulnerable; Maysum – unsure of herself, false
bravado (queen of the universe);
Kenza – the rebel, willing to stand for justice;
Mariam – traditionalist, voice of reason;
Danah – humanitarian, wants to change the world;
Aseel – represents beauty and all things ladylike;
These lovely young ladies graduate high school this year. Whatever their future (university, humanitarian, wife, mother) they are destined to change this world for the better.
I will remember them always, they live in my heart. For one, brief, shining moment, I was their teacher. It was an honor.
السلام والمحبة. تغيير العالم.
(my apologies for any misspellings)