This reflection comes a little late.

It is already Week 9, and when I try to recall what happened during Weeks 7 and 8, my mind feels a little blank. Many things happened; life outside the classroom demanded my full attention.

During these weeks, my family was going through an emotional time. My mother had to undergo heart surgery, and I found myself travelling back and forth — from Kuala Terengganu to Penang, and then to Perlis. After a week, another trip to Perlis followed.

It was tiring. Physically and emotionally.

There were moments of worry, moments of waiting, and moments when teaching reflections were the last thing on my mind.

But Alhamdulillah, my mother’s recovery is progressing well, and seeing my father’s spirit lift as she grew stronger was something that filled my heart with relief and gratitude 🤍.

Because of all this, I cannot remember many detailed classroom moments from those weeks. Sometimes that happens. Sometimes teachers are also daughters, mothers, and caregivers.

And that is okay.

What I do remember is that I managed to put together a compilation video from my teaching moments during those weeks. Watching it later reminded me that even when life felt overwhelming, learning in the classroom still continued — small steps, small voices, little progress.

Perhaps that is what these weeks were about:

not perfect teaching, not perfect planning, but simply showing up when we could.

Teaching is not separate from life. It lives inside it.

And during Weeks 7 and 8, life simply took the front seat for a while.

Alhamdulillah for strength, family, and healing. 🤍