Hugs
- Aoyumi Jung

- Dec 14, 2019
- 2 min read
Hello. 754pm. 14.12.2019
I am preparing for the final exam tomorrow, the subject with the most theories out of all. I started tonight by writing a short note as birthday wishes for my friend. It is a beautiful friendship. Though we haven’t talk much, she invited me to her house. It was a huge house but I feel she is lonely. I felt she was more happy than her normal days when I was there. I really wish she could have some good friends in her new school. This wish related me back to the moment this afternoon we finished exam and met Ajarn Pannin outside class. I witnessed the conversation among Suilin and Ajarn. She asked about her new school, she hugged her, gave wishes and said goodbye. It was simple and short. But why I was moved. This is the power of humanity at School of Global Studies. I wish I could get those kinds of hugs in my old schools (all level) but it seems that I have never hugged any of my teachers back in Vietnam. It is unfortunately sad.

She wants to be a monk. She finds life boring and too much going on though she is only 18. She wants to have a mindful life with daily mediation and does not have to get involved in greed and mess of humans. She is special. She doesn't have to worry much about financial capacity like many others but she knows the limit of spending, which I don't see often in rich kids. She is responsible for teaching her 3 little brothers to study and play sports. Sounds lovely?
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We can’t change the past but we can change the future. I will hug my teacher this time. It might be the cosiest gift I could give to my respected teacher. That several seconds seeing their hugs will forever warm my heart. It is how humans stand out as their expressions could be seen. I want to become a teacher like Ajarn Pannin. I guess this afternoon Suilin just want to say hi to Ajarn, and she got the warm hug from her. Ajarn is kind with smiley eyes and indeed warm energy. I remember one time we finished the class about something which I forgot, but I came to hug Ajarn at the end of the class. I must say thanks to myself that I did that. I already came out of the classroom, then decided to go back because I just wanted to hug her and say thanks. It was such a happy moment. It is like the moment I said goodbye to one friend at Tan Son Nhat Airport when I hugged him and he did towards me as well. The warmth will last forever. I don’t expect to hear any sweet words but simple physical tough and positivity. I hope Ajarn will always be happy and healthy to live this life to the fullest. I hope Ajarn will be less stressed by her self-doubt. I hope her kids will grow up into good civic citizens and love her so much. Thank you for being my teacher, and accepting me as your student.






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