Brave...

Now exams are over, we ate focusing on presentation evening. This afternoon we had a run through of events of the evening. One of my students will be on the stage all by herself (we'll be in the Aartselaar theatre on the night). She is reading a beautiful essay she wrote this year. She was really nervous to start with so I stood next to her for a while, which helped her gain confidence.
The topic of the essay is bone chilling . She describes the pain of seeing her home country being destroyed and change beyond recognition. She left Syria - as she descibed it: "the sweet smell of jasmin I remembered so fondly is now mixed with stench of scorched houses and death."

She is one brave young lady...