Journeying as PS 16

The pandemic and politics in Myanmar today,

Have harmed children’s learning in many ways.

Schooling is delayed, chances are torn,

Dreams and hopes for the future are worn.

Battling these struggles, we try to cope,

As the country seems darker, we hold onto hope.

Here we come to Pyinya Sanyae

The brightest light during the darkest time

We all gather as Batch sixteen,

From different ethnic —

Kachine, Kayan, Tamil, Chin.

Burmese, Akha, and Kayin too,

Excited to meet new faces.

This is the mission we refer.

To nurture competent teachers,

To be lifelong learners on the way,

To give holistic education each day.

And care the vulnerable children we meet,

And face hard times with moral feat.

Thank You, Lord, for blessings bright,

For teachers, friends, and guiding light.

With grateful hearts, to You we pray,

And lift our thanks in joyful way.

To teachers dear, our joy we send,

For guiding us from start to end.

Through support, wisdom, love, and grace,

You helped us each to find our place.

From day one, all twenty-six stood,

Through every trial—we understood.

In pain and tears, in joy and laugh,

We’ve grown as one through all these years.

Together still, we lift our plea—

One heart, one soul, in unity.

There were five seas we have crossed,

Greeting is the start of loss.

We came to know each other deep,

The subjects were new and sparked our minds,

Reflections sometimes made us weep.

They helped us grow in thoughtful kinds.

This is not just a school we roam,

It’s truly now our second home.

Peers as warm as siblings and friends,

Teachers’ care that never ends.

Their curiosity lifts us high,

Their support helps us soar and try.

We had our practicum, teaching children with care,

It was not just teaching, but moments we’d share.

We enjoyed each lesson, with hearts open wide,

It’s not only a learning ride,

We’ve rolled over the sea with pride.

We laugh, we cry, we joke and tease,

But we never stop or leave with ease.

Thank You, Lord, for blessings bright,

For teachers, friends, and guiding light.

With grateful hearts, to You we pray,

And lift our thanks in joyful way.

To teachers dear, our joy we send,

For guiding us from start to end.

Through support, wisdom, love, and grace,

You helped us each to find our place.

From day one, all twenty-six stood,

Through every trial—we understood.

In pain and tears, in joy and laugh,

We’ve grown as one through all these years.

Together still, we lift our plea—

One heart, one soul, in unity.

We are chosen from the start,

We hold this journey close to heart.

Because we don’t let the chance slip by,

We reach for dreams that touch the sky.

Ready to hold our candles, with purpose as guide.

For one year in the field, we’ll stand strong and true,

We will always remember the mission we pursue.