As we mark the end of another remarkable school year, I find myself reflecting on what an extraordinary privilege it has been to serve as Principal of THINK Global School. When I stepped into this role, I was immediately struck by the warmth of the community. From my very first days, I felt welcomed, supported, and embraced by its students, families, staff, alums, and Board. And for that, I am...
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While enrolled at THINK Global School, students are encouraged to be introspective during the course of their studies and travels. When the students document these thoughts, we are often delighted with the results. Below you can find the reflections of our grade 10 student from Thailand, Yada, who provides a stirring poem detailing the consequences that result from war.
Silence
Silence snakes its way through our words
The courageous, the brave. The ones who tried
Young Johnny, not yet grown, who never would cry
The ambitious pilot, the darling son
Such a terrible fate, when what’s left is none
Mothers, brothers, sisters, friends
You can feel the roots here, growing from blood and sweat
“Dearly Remembered” read the stones
Who shall remember, so separated by land?
The rising song of the hymns float,
Light as a feather, dense like smoke
Silence snakes its way through our words
Because of the dead
Because we don’t know
We are silent.
