THE TEACHER IN THE HIGHLANDS
I graduated and became a teacher in a mountainous region.
All the little angels long for you to return to the village.
Undeterred by steep, rugged slopes.
Amidst the clouds, one can feast their eyes on the beautiful landscape.
The branch campus in the highlands consists of only three rooms.
The villagers built it with bamboo posts and a thatched roof.
A cold, foggy winter night.
The wind in the vast forest continued to howl in gusts.
Day by day, I feel warmer inside.
Generations of students grew up with each passing year.
The black ink on the letters means the children are building villages.
Bringing warm sunshine to this borderland.
Do Thuy Kim - Teacher at Le Van Tam Primary School, Lao Cai City.
I graduated and became a teacher in a mountainous region.
All the little angels long for you to return to the village.
Undeterred by steep, rugged slopes.
Amidst the clouds, one can feast their eyes on the beautiful landscape.
The branch campus in the highlands consists of only three rooms.
The villagers built it with bamboo posts and a thatched roof.
A cold, foggy winter night.
The wind in the vast forest continued to howl in gusts.
Day by day, I feel warmer inside.
Generations of students grew up with each passing year.
The black ink on the letters means the children are building villages.
Bringing warm sunshine to this borderland.
Do Thuy Kim - Teacher at Le Van Tam Primary School, Lao Cai City.
Source: http://laocai.edu.vn/goc-van-nghe/tho-co-giao-vung-cao-423573







