Through the years, the Teach-USA journey has allowed me to meet many different people. Each person comes with their own story, background, and dream of teaching in the United States. Watching these journeys has taught me many lessons.
One important lesson is this: the journey is not only about skills or school degrees. While education is important, it does not always show the whole picture. Sometimes it does not matter if someone has a bachelor’s degree or a PhD. What the journey often shows is the kind of heart a person has.
At the beginning of the journey, many people show gratitude. They are kind, humble, and thankful because they need help. They listen carefully and are open to guidance. These moments feel sincere, and I always hope this attitude stays as the journey continues.
As time goes on and prayers are answered, things begin to change. When God has helped them reach their dream and life starts to feel settled, the journey is not really over. This is when character quietly shows. It shows in how people act, how patient they are, and how they handle their responsibilities when help is no longer urgent.
This reminds me of the days after Palm Sunday. The celebration is finished, and the cheering has stopped. What remains is who we truly are when things become quiet again. These moments tell us more about a person than any celebration ever could.
The Teach-USA journey has taught me that reaching a goal is not the final lesson. What matters most is who we become along the way and how we continue to act after the excitement fades.
Through the years, the Teach-USA journey has allowed me to meet all kinds of personalities.
And I’ve learned this:
the journey doesn’t just measure skills or educational degrees.
Sometimes, degrees don’t even matter—
whether bachelor’s or PhD.
What the journey often reveals is the heart.
At the start, there is gratitude.
Kindness.
Humility.
Because help is needed.
And I always hope it stays there.
But along the way—
when God has achieved their dreams
and the journey continues—
character quietly shows.
It reminds me of the days after Palm Sunday.
When the cheers fade,
and what remains is who we truly are.
Just a gentle reflection.