My friends and I decided to go to McDonald’s for brunch last Friday after our class ended at around 11 a.m. We placed our food order…
I enrolled at UCSI University in July 2021. Time flies, I finished my foundation programme with my last biology paper on 8 April 2022.…
The preschool was a vibrant place and my lecturer, her family, and other families were already there. We were treated a warm and delicious authentic Malaysian breakfast prepared by the families immediately when we arrived. After breakfast, we all gathered to divide the tasks and got to work.
I told them that I didn’t know how to dance and that I wanted to sit the dance out. I didn’t they think they heard me.
I started to sympathize for the people I met on the ride and imagined what it must feel like to be in their shoes. I don’t think I could put up with years of commuting to and from work from a home so far away. The monotony and brutality of the routine would be the death of me.
Truth be told, I felt quite nervous that someone would ask me to dance. I have very poor body coordination and I just knew that I was going to embarrass myself.
I cut my hands on the sharp corners of the equipment and felt frustrated thinking if I will be a good addition to the company after all…
…as if the country’s singing this song to its people, describing the situation of its war-torn state through imagery, metaphors and patriotic “Red, white and black” colours of the Yemeni flag.
I almost didn’t recognize her but she introduced herself saying that I taught her Organic Chemistry in January 2018 and that she is so thankful for my efforts. It wasn’t a conversation that I was expecting to have that day and I couldn’t be more grateful to hear her kind words.
Teaching became a form of therapy for my mental health and to this day, it is one of the zero-cost forms of therapy that has gotten me out of my darkest moments.