By Emily Matsui (Year 12C):
Wai Kru is a Thai celebration that reminds us to appreciate our teachers and to thank them for their hard work and dedication. The BISP 2017 Wai Kru ceremony was once again outstanding, with beautiful flower garlands and performances. This year, the assembly started off with a Thai classical dance, “Ram Chui Chai Phram” followed by various performances, including a Wai Kru skit and a singing performance.
As always, the flower tray presentations to teachers by student representatives, followed by a student pledge, wrapped up the ceremony perfectly.
Additionally, BISP language departments worked together to organise a Wai Kru poetry contest, which provided our students the opportunity to express their gratitude through poems written in Thai, English, French, Mandarin, Russian and Spanish.
Finally, thank you to our teachers for providing us guidance and support as well as inspiring us to become better individuals.
Enjoy reading the English winning poetry written by Tanasorn Rojanasingsawad & Claudia Loh, Year 12 below.
SLOT (Shaping Leaders Of Tomorrow)
In the sunlight, we play till it falls
We know we’ll be alright, cause you’ll be there to catch us all
You weave our names before our very eyes
Seem very very very wise
We make some poetries in year three as well
Dabbling in the arts, bashing on cowbells
We charge into the playground bareheaded but you care so you say
“No hats, no play, no fun today”
As we learn more on how the world came to be
Piece by piece, you help create our reality
You say six years of memories can never be undone
As we grow from bigger fish to smaller ones
Seeing all new faces we would soon come to know
You willingly guide us through unfamiliarity, as we strive to grow
Hormones raging, here comes the confusing years
For the next phase of our lives, we know you’d still be here
Last year of happy-go-lucky rhymes
It is finally time
You set us up with lots of preparation
For the next level of education
Sitting our first real exam
Using the tools you provide for us, we still cram
With your help again, we hope for the number 45
We realise 45 is not realistic, so we just pray we survive
It all feels like they happened just yesterday
Even with all the deadlines crashing in, EEs, IAs
In the end, our caps will go flying under the blue sky as together we all sing
You wish for us to be inspired and perhaps one day, we will too, be inspiring…