I woke up this morning thinking about my duty as master of ceremony for a farewell event that will take place in school on 3rd February come next Friday. The poignant event will be to bid adieu to a very dear friend whom I now regard as an elder sister, who will be retiring after having been in the teaching profession for more than thirty years.
I feel saddened by her departure but I will always remember the many things that she has taught me for all the sixteen years that I have known her. She has told me to be humble to colleagues no matter how high I rise in rank (Insya Allah, if God permits!) and not to do unto others (bad things) what have been done unto you. I will also remember many things through her actions, like going to class right on the dot and always reciting 'Bismillah' as she gets up to leave her table in the staff room.