Day 8; Footprints of Being a Kid

Some days come and go without much trace, while others leave footprints on the soul. Yesterday was the kind of day that lingers—one that left my heart full and my mind awake to the quiet, beautiful lessons that life sometimes teaches when we’re simply open to see them.

I had the chance to accompany the students and teachers of MI Tarbiyatul Banat and Banen on their school field trip. At first glance, it was just a typical school outing, but as the day unfolded, it became so much more. It was a journey through nature, joy, culture, and faith. A day painted in colors of excitement, connection, and quiet spirituality.

We began our adventure bright and early. The air was still fresh, buzzing with anticipation. As we loaded onto the buses, the children’s energy was contagious—wide smiles, snacks packed with care, and curious eyes looking out the windows, trying to guess what animals they’d see first.

When we arrived at Surabaya Zoo, the atmosphere shifted into one of awe. The zoo welcomed us with open arms—or perhaps, open cages. The students poured out of the buses like a wave of excitement. There were shouts of “Lihat! Harimau!” and “Burungnya warnanya lucu banget!” as they ran from one enclosure to another.

The lions were majestic, the elephants' gentle giants swaying with ancient rhythm. The orangutans stole the show with their clever antics and expressive faces, making the children giggle uncontrollably. One group stood mesmerized by a peacock that decided to display its full tail—an unexpected, magical moment that turned into dozens of phone pictures and wide eyes.

But beyond the entertainment, there was learning. The teachers, with patience and love, turned every moment into a lesson—about habitats, about kindness to animals, about Allah's vast and beautiful creations. I saw students making notes, asking thoughtful questions, and looking at the world a little differently.

From the calm of the zoo, we dove headfirst into the joy of water. Our next stop was Atlantis Land, and as we arrived, the children could barely contain themselves. The air was warmer now, but the sight of the colorful water slides and sparkling pools was enough to send waves of cheer through the group.

Shoes came off, sunscreen was applied, and before long, the pools echoed with laughter and splashes. Some of the younger kids held hands tightly with their friends as they ventured into the shallow water. The older ones raced down slides, their screams of excitement rising above the noise.

Teachers watched closely, a mix of protective supervision and shared delight. Some sat on benches, fanning themselves and chatting, while others dipped their feet in the water, sharing a moment of calm with the students. One teacher said to me with a laugh, “Kadang kita juga perlu main seperti anak-anak, ya.” And it was true joy doesn’t belong only to the young.

We shared snacks and stories as towels dried wet hair and faces glowed with sun and satisfaction. It was a reminder that learning isn’t always found in books—sometimes, it’s in the freedom of play, in the trust built with friends, and in the memories made under the sun.

As the sun began to lower, casting golden shadows over the road, we crossed over to Madura Island. The mood on the bus quieted; the children were tired but content, gazing out the windows as we passed small villages, rice fields, and local stalls selling traditional Madurese snacks.

Our final stop was unplanned but deeply moving. We visited a local mosque, simple in structure but rich in spirit. We were welcomed warmly by the local community, and what I witnessed there was something I won’t soon forget.

Inside the mosque, Muslims from different backgrounds gathered. Some spoke in Madurese, others in Javanese, and a few in Arabic. But when the adhan echoed through the air, those differences faded completely. People stood side by side, feet aligned, hands folded over hearts, voices rising in perfect harmony as they recited the same prayers.

It was a breathtaking reminder of Islam’s universal message. That no matter the language we speak, the clothing we wear, or the place we call home—Allahu Akbar means the same in every tongue. I watched as our students sat quietly, observing with a respectful curiosity. Some whispered questions to their teachers, others simply watched, their eyes wide, soaking it all in.

One of the older students turned to me and said, “Kok rasanya damai banget ya di sini?” I nodded, because I felt it too. There, in that quiet mosque on Madura Island, I felt the kind of peace that only comes from being connected—to others, to something greater, to faith itself.

As we made our way home, the bus was filled with a different kind of energy. Softer, more reflective. Some children leaned on each other, drifting off to sleep, their faces still flushed from the day’s excitement. Teachers exchanged stories and laughter, recounting their favorite moments.

I sat by the window, watching the darkening sky, feeling grateful. Yesterday wasn’t just about animals, water parks, or even the mosque—it was about connection. Connection to nature, to joy, to each other, and to the deep, unshakable roots of faith that unite us even in our differences.

This field trip with MI Tarbiyatul Banat and Banen was more than a day out—it was a window into the world, and into the hearts of the people who walk it. It reminded me of the value of experience, of shared laughter, and of those rare, quiet moments that remind us of who we are and what we believe.

As I close this reflection, I carry with me the sound of children’s laughter, the peaceful rhythm of prayer, and the echo of that question— “Kok rasanya damai banget ya di sini?”

Yes. It really was.

Day 7: A Day of Warm Smiles, Songs, and Unforgettable Moments at MI Tarbiyatul Banat

    Today began with a familiar and friendly routine—being picked up by Mas Ulum for my teaching duty. Before heading to MI Tarbiyatul Banat, we first dropped off the student teachers from SMP NU1. The morning air was calm, and it felt like a perfect day to create more memories in the classroom.

    As soon as we arrived at MI Tarbiyatul Banat, I was greeted by the teachers and students with genuine smiles and warm handshakes. Their hospitality always touches my heart. I made my way to the office to greet Bu Inda, the principal of the school. We shared a pleasant conversation with a few teachers, talking about Filipino culture—particularly our traditions during Holy Week. I explained how we observe fasting, prayer, and self-sacrifice, which deeply resonated with them as it mirrors the practices during Ramadan in Islam. It was a beautiful moment of cultural exchange, where faith and understanding bridged our different worlds.

    By 7:00 AM, I was already in Kelas 2 for class observation with Bu Iin. The subject was English Day, a special program designed to help students build a foundation in basic English before transitioning into Bahasa Inggris lessons. I introduced a Filipino children’s song called "Sampung mga Daliri." As I guided the class through the song, I noticed a student sitting quietly with her mother beside her. Curious, I walked over and greeted them. The mother kindly introduced herself and explained that her daughter is diagnosed with autism.

    That moment moved me deeply. The dedication and presence of the mother, sitting beside her child in class, was a powerful testament to the unconditional and incomparable love of a mother. It reminded me that behind every learner is a story—and often, a silent hero making sure that learning continues despite life’s challenges.

    After spending an hour with Kelas 2, I moved to Kelas 3, where the atmosphere was full of energy and eagerness. One student immediately handed me her English book and asked, “Miss, can you teach me this?” I asked for permission from Bu Iin to teach a short lesson, and the teacher gladly agreed. I taught them English prepositions, and the students were so enthusiastic—they participated actively, asked questions, and enjoyed the examples I shared. Before the bell rang, I had finished the lesson, and to my joy, the students were already looking forward to the next session.

    Kelas 3 felt more academically focused than Kelas 2, yet both had their own charm. Kelas 2 students were more playful, chatty, and expressive—they love to dance, sing, and move around, which makes it easy to incorporate psychomotor activities into their learning.

    On our way back to the office, we passed by Kelas 5 to check on them. To my surprise, as soon as I stepped into the room, the students quickly positioned themselves and performed a delightful song and dance number just for me. That simple yet thoughtful gesture completed my day. They, too, were excited and hopeful that I would come back to teach them Bahasa Inggris. It was such a heartwarming surprise that left me smiling.

    Back in the office, I turned to Bu Iin and told her, “What happened today is something money cannot buy—it’s made of pure, happy memories that I can only gain here in this country, in this school.”

    As the clock neared noon, it was time for me to return to my homestay. While I was at the canteen, a kind parent who had been waiting for her daughter offered to give me a ride. I hesitated at first, not wanting to inconvenience her, but she insisted—and with Bu Iin’s approval, I accepted. On the ride back, I reflected on how deeply I’ve been cared for and treated with kindness since I arrived. From the teachers and mothers to the school head—everyone has shown me such warmth and respect.

    Today was more than just a day of teaching—it was a day of connection, culture, compassion, and joy. I am beyond grateful for the experiences I’m collecting here, the stories I’m hearing, and the love I’m receiving. These moments will forever remain etched in my heart, carried with me for a lifetime.

Day 6: Mother's Care and Comfort

Not every day as a SEA Teacher is filled with classroom energy and lively student interaction. Today was a little different—a reminder that we are still human, and even in the middle of a beautiful journey, our bodies sometimes ask for rest.

This morning, I had to excuse myself from classroom observation because I wasn’t feeling well. I woke up with a persistent cough, and my throat felt dry, sore, and painful. It was difficult to speak, let alone teach or engage actively in the classroom.

Though I felt disappointed that I couldn’t be with the learners today, I knew that listening to my body and resting was the right thing to do. I didn’t expect that this quiet, slower day would become a moment of genuine connection and gratitude.

Even though I was away from home, I wasn’t alone. One of my fellow SEA Teachers, Miss Yeni, who has also become a dear friend and buddy during this program, noticed I wasn’t feeling well. With so much kindness in her heart, she brought me something warm to drink and something to eat to help me feel better.

Her thoughtful gesture touched me deeply. It’s in these small, quiet moments that we realize how much people care—not because they have to, but because they want to. I felt seen, cared for, and supported—like I had a friend beside me who truly understood.

More than anything, I am deeply grateful to MI Tarbiyatul Banat. Being far from the Philippines and away from my family can sometimes feel isolating, especially when you’re sick—but the love and concern I felt from the school community reminded me that I now have a second family here in Lamongan.

Bu Inda, the school principal, who I lovingly call my “Mother in the school,” made sure I was comfortable, encouraged me to rest, and reminded me that my well-being matters. She treats me not just as a guest teacher, but as a young daughter who is part of their family. That level of warmth and care is something I will never forget.

Their actions today brought tears to my eyes—not out of sadness, but because they reminded me so much of my mother back home in the Philippines. Every time I felt unwell growing up, my Nanay was always there—ready with warm soup, a soothing voice, and gentle hands that felt like magic. She knew how to make everything better, even without words.

That same motherly care I felt today, from both Miss Yeni and Bu Inda, made me feel safe, loved, and comforted. For a moment, I could almost hear my Nanay saying, “Rest, anak. You’ll be okay.”

Today, I didn’t teach a lesson or observe a class—but I still learned something valuable:

That in this journey as a SEA Teacher, it’s not just about academic growth or cultural exchange—it’s also about building human connections, feeling safe in new places, and receiving kindness from people who make you feel at home even when you’re far away.

I’m learning that being a good teacher also means knowing when to rest, listening to your body, and trusting the people around you to support you. That’s the kind of care I want to give my future students someday—compassion that goes beyond the classroom.

As I continue to rest and recover, I carry with me a heart full of gratitude—for the people who showed me care, for a school that treats me like family, and for this incredible SEA Teacher journey that continues to teach me something new every day, even on the quiet ones.

To MI Tarbiyatul Banat, Bu Inda, and Miss Yeni—thank you for your kindness, your care, and your hearts. I may be far from home, but because of you, I never feel alone. You reminded me of home, of love, and of the hands that first taught me what care truly means.

“Teaching may take us across oceans, but kindness will always feel like home.”

 

Day 5: Bridging the Phillipines to the Indonesian Classroom

    As part of my unforgettable journey in the SEA Teacher Program, one of the most significant and defining moments was my first demonstration teaching at MI Tarbiyatul Banat. This day was not just about presenting a lesson; it was about stepping into a new identity—as a teacher, a cultural ambassador, and a learner myself.

    Walking into the classroom that day, I carried not just my lesson plan and teaching materials, but a heart full of prayers, hope, and determination. I asked for strength and clarity from above—not just for myself, but for the learners in front of me. I prayed that I would be a guide they could trust, and that they would leave my class having learned something new, something meaningful. The morning of my teaching demo was filled with anticipation and prayer. I started the day by quietly asking for God’s blessing—to fill me with peace and confidence, to allow my words to flow naturally, and most importantly, to help my students understand and enjoy the lesson. I believe teaching is more than just standing in front of a class—it’s a calling, and on this day, I felt that deeply. One of the most special aspects of my demonstration was how I integrated Filipino elements into the lesson from start to finish. I used Filipino songs, cultural examples, and stories that I grew up with—not only to introduce a part of myself, but to also create a bridge between cultures. This exchange of traditions made the learning experience richer for my students. They were curious, engaged, and excited to hear something new. Their smiles and laughter during the Filipino song I taught were priceless. It made me realize how music and culture transcend language, and how sharing a piece of my heritage helped build trust and rapport with the learners.

To make my lesson more accessible, I used three languages:

• Bahasa Indonesia – to clarify terms and ensure comprehension,

• Javanese – to connect with the local identity of the students in a language close to their hearts, and

• English – as the medium of instruction and the target language of the lesson.

    This multilingual approach helped me break communication barriers and made the learning environment inclusive and respectful. It also showed the students that I valued their language and culture as much as I wanted them to value mine. It was a beautiful moment of cultural respect and shared learning. One of the most memorable aspects of this day was being observed by Bu Dr. Lillian D. Balbon, my SEA Teacher coordinator and our “mother” here in Indonesia. Her presence brought both nerves and comfort. I knew she came not to judge, but to support—and knowing she believed in me gave me the courage to believe in myself. As I stood before my students, I reminded myself of all the lessons I’ve learned—not only in the university but throughout this SEA Teacher journey. I channeled everything I knew into that one lesson. I taught with confidence, heart, and purpose. I designed my teaching demonstration to accommodate diverse learning styles. Instead of lengthy lectures, I focused on a variety of interactive and engaging activities to bring out the best in every learner:

• Oral recitation helped strengthen speaking confidence.

• Group activities encouraged collaboration and peer learning.

• Role-playing brought language into context, encouraging creativity and real-life use.

• Reporting empowered learners to lead and share their own ideas.

    Through these differentiated strategies, I witnessed how each student had something unique to contribute. It reminded me that intelligence is not one-size-fits-all—it is diverse, and every learner has their own strengths. From the moment I began teaching to the final activity, I felt the energy in the room grow—students were participating, laughing, raising their hands, and working together. That’s when I knew: learning was truly taking place. There was joy in the lesson, and not just mine. The students, too, seemed genuinely happy to learn. That’s one of the most beautiful things I’ve experienced here in Indonesia—the eagerness of students to embrace new knowledge and new perspectives, no matter where they come from. After the class, we held a feedbacking session, which became a moment of affirmation and encouragement. My cooperating teachers, the school head, and Dr. Lillian gave me thoughtful insights and warm appreciation. They commended my ability to connect with the students, the clarity of my instruction, and the creativity in my delivery. They also appreciated how I made use of local language and integrated Filipino culture—making the lesson feel both educational and deeply human. Their feedback made me realize how far I’ve come—not only as a student teacher but as a future educator who is ready to step into the world with confidence and compassion.

    This experience reminded me that teaching is more than delivering a lesson plan—it’s about creating moments of connection, empowering young minds, and planting seeds that will grow beyond the classroom. I walked into that classroom with hope and walked out with purpose. I am proud not only of what I taught but of how I made my students feel—valued, heard, and excited to learn. My first demonstration teaching at MI Tarbiyatul Banat was a milestone I’ll never forget. It was a day full of courage, creativity, connection, and culture. It strengthened my belief that education knows no borders, and that the heart of a teacher will always find its way—no matter where in the world it beats. To my learners, thank you for trusting me. To my mentors, thank you for guiding me. And to the SEA Teacher Program—thank you for this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to grow into the teacher I am meant to be.

Day 3 - An Apple of My Eye; Journey to Always Remember

My SEA Teacher Deployment in Lamongan, Indonesia: A Journey to Remember 🇮🇩

    When I first joined the SEA Teacher Project, I had no idea how life-changing the experience would be. I was excited, of course—but nothing could have prepared me for the warmth, hospitality, and cultural richness that welcomed me in Lamongan, Indonesia. This wasn't just about teaching English; it was about building meaningful connections, stepping into a new world, and discovering so much about myself along the way.

    Our deployment began with a heart-touching and unforgettable welcome ceremony. As we arrived at SMK Lamongan, we were serenaded by a beautiful Muslim choir, singing their traditional songs with so much passion and grace. Their voices echoed through the hallways, setting a tone of peace, respect, and unity.

    As we walked along the long alley of classrooms, students, teachers, and school headmasters stood on both sides, waving, smiling, and offering us the warmest greetings. It felt like a grand parade, but more personal and genuine. There was laughter, curiosity, and joy in the air.

    What made the day even more special was the presence of principals from each of the cooperating schools. They came to welcome us, offering heartfelt embraces and genuine smiles that made us feel at home, even though we were miles away from our own countries.

    The event continued with speeches from SEA Teacher Coordinators representing different countries. Each of them introduced us to our assigned school heads and spoke about the importance of cultural exchange and shared educational values. It was inspiring to hear how the program brings together future educators from across Southeast Asia to learn and grow together. The formalities, we shared a lovely lunch where conversations flowed easily—stories about food, traditions, festivals, and teaching styles. We laughed at the similarities and learned from the differences. It was a beautiful moment of unity, a reminder that even in our diversity, we are all connected.

    Among all the student teachers, I was the only elementary education major—and because of that, I was the first one deployed to MI Tarbiyatul Banat, a madrasah-style elementary school. As I stepped into the school, I couldn’t help but feel a wave of emotion. The surroundings reminded me of home in the Philippines—the warm smiles of the children, the chatter in the air, the kindness of the teachers. The only visual difference was the beautiful mosque within the school grounds, which added a peaceful charm to the environment. The classrooms had high ceilings and a small population of students per kelas (class), creating an intimate and focused learning space. Every corner of the school felt full of life and positivity. The school principal, the teachers, and the students welcomed me so warmly—it truly felt like I was becoming part of a family, not just a school. Their excitement for my presence made me feel seen, valued, and inspired. I knew then that this journey was going to be something I’d carry in my heart forever.

Being part of the SEA Teacher Program in Lamongan has been one of the most profound experiences of my life. I’ve grown as a teacher, a learner, and a person. I’ve experienced a new culture, found new friends, and discovered that kindness and hospitality speak a universal language. To the people of Lamongan, to MI Tarbiyatul Banat, and to everyone involved in SEA Teacher—terima kasih banyak. Thank you for showing me the beauty of Indonesia and the power of shared purpose in education. This journey wasn’t just about teaching English. It was about building bridges, sharing smiles, and creating memories that will last a lifetime.

Day 4: Finding Harmony in Faith, Education and Culture

    My fourth day in Lamongan—and my second full day of observing classes at MI Tarbiyatul Banat—was filled with learning, both inside and outside the classroom. With each passing day, I’m gaining a deeper understanding of how education is practiced in Indonesia and how it reflects the culture, values, and spirit of the people. Today wasn’t just about observation—it was about connection, comparison, and meaningful reflection. 

    As always, the day began in a peaceful and sacred atmosphere. I joined the students and teachers inside the mosque, which stands within the school’s compound. The children performed their morning prayer with a sense of calm discipline that I deeply admired. After the prayer, I stood alongside the teachers as the students began what has become one of my favorite morning rituals—kissing the hands of their teachers. This simple gesture carries so much meaning. It’s a sign of respect, gratitude, and recognition of the teacher’s role in shaping their future. In that moment, I felt proud to be part of the teaching profession. Throughout the morning, I observed various classes from Kelas 1 to Kelas 6. Each class was unique in energy and style, but what remained constant was the warmth of the students and the gentle, respectful way teachers interacted with them. I noticed how teachers would often integrate moral and spiritual values into the lessons, pausing for short prayers or reflections, even during subjects like mathematics or reading. It wasn’t disruptive—it was part of the natural flow, and it created a calm and purposeful classroom environment. One thing I appreciated was how class sizes were small, allowing for more focused attention on each child. The high-ceilinged classrooms gave an airy, open feel, and the learning atmosphere was both structured and nurturing. Today, I also had the opportunity to closely observe my cooperating teacher during his Bahasa Inggris (English) class. As a fellow educator-in-training, this was a valuable moment for me. I paid close attention not only to what he taught, but how he delivered the lesson—his classroom management, pacing, student engagement, and use of teaching aids. After the class, I completed an observation and performance rating based on the SEA Teacher evaluation format. I was pleasantly surprised to see that many of the strategies used in Indonesian classrooms mirror those used in Filipino schools—especially in the flow of the lesson, which typically follows a structured path: warm-up, presentation, guided practice, and assessment. What impressed me the most was how time-conscious the teachers are. They’re very mindful of sticking to the schedule while still ensuring that every student gets to participate, even if it’s just through a quick answer, a group activity, or a short recitation. It showed a clear effort to keep the learning experience inclusive and interactive. It was encouraging to witness these similarities. It reminded me that good teaching practices transcend borders, and that, as future educators, we are part of a shared goal—to inspire and uplift young minds. At 12:00 noon, the classes came to an end. But before the students left for home, they gathered again for prayer and Qur’an reading, closing the school day just as peacefully as it began. What I found unique here is the balance between learning and resting. At MI Tarbiyatul Banat, afternoons are free for students and teachers to return home and rest—a practice that promotes wellness and family time. However, I learned that in other partner schools in Lamongan, students stay until 2:00 PM to participate in extra-curricular activities, ranging from scouting and religious study to arts and sports.

    This thoughtful rhythm of the school day emphasizes not only academic achievement but spiritual nourishment and emotional well-being. As I reflect on today, I’m reminded once again of how education is deeply tied to culture. I’ve seen that respect, discipline, and spiritual grounding are at the heart of Indonesian education—and yet, I also see the universal qualities that all educators value: structure, participation, creativity, and care. This journey has been more than just a teaching practicum. It’s a cultural immersion, a soulful exchange, and an opportunity to grow as a future teacher and a global citizen. To my cooperating teacher, thank you for being an example of passionate teaching. To the students, thank you for your warm smiles. And to MI Tarbiyatul Banat—thank you for opening your doors and hearts to me.

Day 2 - Education Rooted in Culture

Bridging Borders: A Day of Cultural and Educational Exchange in Lamongan City

Today marks a significant chapter in our ongoing journey as SEA Teachers, as we embarked on an enlightening educational and cultural immersion in the heart of Lamongan City, Indonesia. The day began early, filled with anticipation and excitement as we prepared to visit some of the most distinguished academic institutions in the city—ranging from elementary to senior high schools.

From the very moment we arrived, we were warmly welcomed by the faculty, students, and staff of each school, setting the tone for a day full of learning, inspiration, and genuine cultural exchange. These schools, recognized as excellent schools, truly lived up to their reputation—not just in terms of academic performance, but more importantly, in their holistic approach to education.

Our visits went beyond classroom observation. We immersed ourselves in a variety of activities that showcased the vibrant cultural identity of Lamongan. We engaged in traditional art-making, where we learned the stories behind each stroke and design. It was a humbling experience to be guided by the students and teachers who treated art not just as a subject, but as a means of preserving their history.

One of the most memorable parts of the day was being interviewed by student organizations. Their enthusiasm and curiosity reflected a nurturing environment that encourages communication, confidence, and leadership. We also had the unique opportunity to observe live classes where innovation met tradition—teachers were integrating local culture and customs into their teaching strategies, making the learning experience not only effective but also deeply meaningful for the students.

We were even invited to try traditional musical instruments, adding a rhythm of joy and discovery to our already packed day. It was a beautiful reminder that learning isn't confined to textbooks and lectures—culture, music, and community make education come alive.

One key takeaway from today’s journey was the powerful realization that learning becomes truly impactful when it is contextualized in the learners’ heritage and identity. While academic excellence is essential, it is the integration of culture and tradition that makes learning meaningful, memorable, and lasting. This philosophy was evident in every classroom, every interaction, and every performance we witnessed throughout the day.

The hospitality of our host schools was beyond compare. From heartfelt greetings to thoughtful tokens of appreciation, every gesture made us feel valued and honored. These moments of welcome weren't just formalities—they were expressions of shared respect, unity, and the universal spirit of education.

Following our school visits, we headed to the Dinas Pendidikan, or the Department of Education in Lamongan. There, we explored a range of ongoing projects that emphasized learner involvement and community participation. It was impressive to see how the department champions student-centered programs despite their focus being solely on public schools in the area.

Our next stop was the Office of the Regent, where we were graciously accommodated by the Vice Regent of Lamongan, as the Regent was engaged in an important event in Surabaya. During the exchange, Dr. Lillian D. Balbon from Southern Leyte State University and Dr. Irmayani from UNISDA shared insights and updates on our SEA Teacher program. Their engaging discussion with the Vice Regent provided us an invaluable platform to be formally introduced as exchange student teachers, further solidifying the purpose and impact of our journey.

The day culminated in a momentous event: the signing of a Memorandum of Understanding (MOU) between Southern Leyte State University and Lamongan education stakeholders. This MOU marks another significant step toward internationalization, promoting collaboration, knowledge-sharing, and mutual growth between our institutions. It was a proud and fulfilling moment to witness this partnership being formalized, knowing that it would open doors for future exchanges, innovations, and shared aspirations.

As the sun set over Lamongan, we carried with us not just souvenirs and photos, but a heart full of gratitude and a mind enriched with new perspectives. This day reminded us why we chose to be educators—not just to teach, but to learn, to connect, and to grow alongside the communities we serve.

To all the schools, administrators, students, and officials who welcomed us with open arms—terima kasih banyak (thank you very much). Your kindness, wisdom, and warmth have made this day unforgettable. And to our home institution, Southern Leyte State University, we are proud to represent your name as we continue our mission in this remarkable SEA Teacher journey.

Preserving Cultures Bound to Strengthen Muslim Communities Education  

Day 1 - Adventurous Kate; The Beauty of Cultures: Filipinos, Singaporeans, and Indonesians.

 My First International Adventure: From the Philippines to Surabaya, Indonesia 🇮🇩

    There are moments in life that change us—moments that break routine and awaken something inside us. For me, one of those moments was when I took my first trip. Not just a simple domestic getaway, but my first ever international travel. From the Philippines to the bustling streets of Singapore, and finally, to the soulful charm of Surabaya, Indonesia—this adventure was something I never imagined I would experience in my life. The journey started with a heart full of excitement and a suitcase full of hopes. Catching my flight was an adventure on its own. From making sure my passport and tickets were safe, to getting through airport security, and finding the right gate—I felt like a character in a movie, figuring things out one step at a time. Riding an airplane for the first time was surreal. The moment the plane lifted off the ground, I couldn’t believe it. I stared out the window, watching clouds pass by like dreams floating in the sky. Every little thing—the food served mid-air, the announcements in different languages, even the tiny bathrooms—was all so new, so fascinating. What struck me most wasn’t just the places I saw, but the people I met. The world is so rich with culture, and I got to experience a small piece of it. Filipinos, my own people, are naturally warm and friendly. Whether at the airport or in transit, you’ll always find someone willing to help or share a smile. There’s a sense of hospitality and resilience that shines through even in the most rushed moments. Singaporeans, on the other hand, amazed me with their orderliness and efficiency. Everything in Singapore feels so fast-paced yet calm. People are respectful, focused, and highly disciplined. I was especially fascinated by the mix of cultures—Chinese, Malay, Indian—and how they blend into a vibrant, cosmopolitan society. Their love for food and tech is another story altogether! And then I arrived in Indonesia—Surabaya, to be exact. Indonesians are kind-hearted, gentle, and deeply respectful. There’s a sense of grace in the way they speak, move, and welcome strangers. The language, although unfamiliar to me, felt melodic and warm. I was touched by how people would try to speak English or simply use kind gestures to connect. One of the highlights of my trip was talking to different people—fellow travelers, airport staff, seatmates on the plane. I heard stories of where they came from and where they were going. Every person I met carried a story, and somehow, in those brief exchanges, I felt part of something bigger—a global community of dreamers, explorers, and wanderers. By the time I arrived in Surabaya, my heart was full. The city welcomed me with its warm air, colorful streets, and smiling faces. There was something peaceful about being there—like I was exactly where I was meant to be. From its local food to the rhythm of the language and the sincerity of its people, Surabaya gave me a piece of itself I will never forget. This trip was more than just a vacation. It was a discovery of the world and of myself. I realized how big the world is, how different we all are, and yet—how deeply connected we can be. Travel teaches you in ways nothing else can. It humbles you, excites you, and leaves you forever changed. To anyone dreaming of taking that first flight: go. The world is waiting for you with open arms, beautiful surprises, and unforgettable stories.