In the middle of the misty mountains and forests, I and 32 small first and second graders of school No. 1, village 6, Tra Van commune, could not help but feel moved and moved as we went through the opening ceremony of the new school year.
The school has a simple corrugated iron roof and difficult transportation conditions, but the children's eyes sparkle with joy because together they will begin a new journey of knowledge.

Looking at the children with worn sandals, discolored white shirts but still radiant smiles on the first day of school, I felt both pity and more determined. The sound of the drum at the remote school, for us, is the echo of hope, of faith. I hope that from this mountainous place, the young buds will grow up, will have the knowledge to confidently step out into the big world out there and return to build their homeland.

I feel small but also extremely honored. Because, amidst the difficulties of lacking books, clothes and daily meals, teachers and students still diligently work on writing, with the hope of contributing a small part to continue writing the story of education in disadvantaged areas.
Difficulties add motivation
I remember, the first day I set foot in the school, I was surprised by the difficulties there.
The school was perched precariously on the side of a mountain, the road was bumpy, the cliffs were steep, and below was a rushing stream. Unlike the schools in the city, the school here consisted of only three old, level four classrooms, the yellow-painted wooden walls were faded, and the corrugated iron roof was rusty. Surrounding the school were vast, green, and quiet mountains and forests.

The teacher's way to school is as long as 3 to 4 hours of trekking through forests and wading through streams, but her love for her students is always the motivation to keep going. In a place without electricity or phone signal, teaching and learning seems to be more difficult than ever. On the small road leading to the school, each student's face appears with excitement mixed with shyness, making my heart tremble with love and responsibility.
As a young teacher, I understand that the road ahead is full of hardships. But it is the innocence and affection of my students that motivate me. I hope that I will not only be a person who imparts knowledge, but also a sister, a mother, a companion, so that every day at school with them is full of joy.

I feel sorry for you, the children who grew up in the mountains and forests, lacking everything, never even knowing the light of electricity or the alarm clock of a phone.
In a place without electricity or phone signal, teaching and learning was extremely difficult for us. During the day, we took advantage of natural light to study, and at night, teachers and students gathered around a fire to review lessons using the flickering light.
There were days when it was windy and rainy, the tin roof leaked, the classroom was damp, but the students still sat listening attentively, writing with perseverance. At those times, I was more aware of the preciousness of knowledge, and felt more compassion for those little souls who were thirsty for learning.
I carry with me many dreams, how can I bring them more opportunities, broaden their horizons, so that letters can become the key to help them get out of their poor villages.

With the desire to not only bring letters, but also bring faith and hope to the children, despite the many shortages, I will try my best to make sure that the highland classrooms always have laughter, so that small dreams can be multiplied and nurtured every day.
To me, this is the most sacred meaning of the teaching profession, sowing the seeds of knowledge amidst hardship and accompanying students on the path to finding the light of the future. The school year in this difficult area, despite the many hardships, has the warm teacher-student relationship, the enduring will and pure aspirations.
From that hardship, my belief and love for the profession is a profound reminder: sowing knowledge anywhere is noble, and the more difficult it is, the more precious the seeds of knowledge sown are.
Although the road ahead is still full of hardships, I am always full of faith that, with love for the profession and love for students, teachers and students in this mountainous area will overcome all obstacles together. It is the students who have given the teachers the motivation to dedicate themselves and continue the journey of spreading knowledge in this difficult but also sacred land.
Ms. Nguyen Thi Lien, a Ca Dong ethnic, graduated from the University of Education in 2021. The 2025-2026 school year is the first year she was assigned to be the homeroom teacher of grade 1 at Tra Van Primary and Secondary Boarding School ( Da Nang ). The remote school is far away, the roads are not convenient, every time she visits home, Ms. Lien has to walk 3-4 hours to get to school to teach.
Nguyen Thi Lien - Tra Van Primary and Secondary Boarding School for Ethnic Minorities (Da Nang)

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