Work hard and take a chance

All our dreams can come true, if we have the courage to pursue them.

When you’re a young kid, adults regularly tell you to work hard and that you can do anything you want to do when you grow older. Often though, it can be hard to believe these words without proof.

I’ve learnt in recent years that I can pretty much do anything I want to do, as long as I am willing to put in some hard work and to take some chances; it doesn't matter whether it be at the gym, at work, or in my everyday life!

Just over a year ago, I took a chance when I left the stable job and life I had in Canada to move to Dubai, UAE. Some people may have thought I was crazy to leave everything I had going for me there, but others understood that I was taking a step in the right direction to pursue my dreams.

Some of the most encouraging people were (and still are) my Canadian students. It was very difficult to tell them about my decision, but they showed great maturity, positivity and support. I am so thankful to have come across these kids, because they are truly part of the reason I am where I am today. I didn’t want to be that teacher (adult) “telling” the students to work hard and to always pursue their dreams. I wanted to be that teacher “showing” the students that I work hard and I pursue my dreams. I wanted to be the proof.

I am not rich with money…far from it… but I am now so rich in experiences because I’ve worked hard and I have taken chances in my life. I really could not ask for anything more.

In the past 12 months I have travelled to places I’ve dreamt about (Italy, Spain, Portugal) and to places I had never dreamt about (UAE, Jordan, Sri Lanka, Switzerland).

Finally, my dreams of teaching abroad and travelling to new places have come true.

So, please, believe me when I say: “Work hard and take a chance”. You are the only real person in charge of making your dreams come true!

To all the students: Good luck in this next school year!

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