A mirror’s reflection

Today, we had our FINAL primary school assembly before the summer holidays and in the very beginning of the gathering, our school principal spoke about reflection.

He mentioned something about looking in the mirror, reflecting on the school year that is coming to an end and seeing how much everyone has changed and grown over the past 10 months.
Of course this message was geared mostly towards our young students, however it really got me thinking about what I would see if I looked in the mirror...

There was a time during this academic year

When I thought the conclusion to my UAE experience was near

My 3-year contract was coming to an end

And I really wasn’t convinced I wanted to extend

But things have changed

A new contract has been arranged

I’m staying on for yet another year

I’m making a commitment to persevere

I’m not ready to say goodbye

To this very special place called Dubai

My time here has allowed me to grow

While facing many highs and lows

I know that life’s a journey

Nothing is supposed to be easy

And being far away from my family

Doesn’t always make me happy

Luckily I have made some friends

A few of them, really good gems

They pick me up when things are tough

And stick by my side interestingly enough

Over here, I’ve been able to take action

With regards to exploring some of my true passions

I exercise quite regularly

Football, running and strength training particularly

Balance in my life is something I’ve learned to seek

It’s the best way to live every single week

“Work hard, play hard”

Is truthfully a thought not to discard

I’ve come to realize that I’m capable of much more than I ever thought

As long as I’m willing to give it everything I got

Risk taking goes a long way

When motivation and determination are on display

So, with all that said

What do I see today in the mirror ahead?

An honest, compassionate and respectful individual

Whose courage and confidence are becoming more and more visible

SEE YOU ALL AGAIN IN AUGUST!

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