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#MyKalsomStories by Aishah Zaharah

#MyKalsomStories by Aishah Zaharah

At first I didn’t wanna post this, because it seemed a bit long and I thought I’d come across as too clingy. But then I thought, you know what? If anything, this was one of the best experiences of my life and you deserve my proper appreciation. So this one’s for you, PK23!
 
I have never viewed my life as a compilation of good choices – more of the opposite, really – but I’d make the same decisions in my life, over and over again, if it meant it’ll lead me back to here. 
 
To think that I nearly didn’t send in my facilitator application for this camp sends shivers down my spine. Not having been a part of PK23 has quickly become a nightmare I’m glad didn’t come true. 
 
To my wonderful fellow facilitators and the super dedicated committee members, this cocktail of emotions I’m feeling is too difficult for me to put to words, but I think each of you would understand exactly what I mean. Throughout the camp, there were a couple of times when I felt weak and exhausted, but then I look at each of you and how much passion & dedication you all bleed – it makes me feel stronger than before, it makes me strive to become a better person, especially for the kids. If you think that it was only them that you’ve impacted, think again. You’ve helped me grow too. So thank you for being my pillars of strength. I can only aspire to be half as inspiring as any of you. 
 
To Syafiyah Nabilah Arman, Engku Fazmie & Grace, thank you for being the best teammates I could ask for. I look up to you, and can only wish I had as great of an impact on the kids as each of you have. To Khadijah, thank you for being the ultimate wing(wo)man. Our module would’ve been in shambles if it weren’t for you and your quick wit, and I am truly grateful for that. To Ain, thank you for being such an amazing roommate and waking me up every morning so that I won’t be late. Also, thank you for finally giving me funny roommate stories! (You have no idea how many times I repeated the semut story throughout the day lol)
 
And lastly, but most definitely not least, to my kids, Ain, Alya, Ara, Batriesya, Dayah, Fikri, Haris, Hasina, Ikhwan, Langkes, you have made me prouder than I ever thought I’d be. You have exceeded my expectations by miles, and you still have so much room to grow. To see how much you’ve changed in such a short period of time inspires me. Each and every one of you are so much stronger than I ever can be. You are a sea of potential, and this camp was just having saltwater up to your ankles. Your futures are so bright, so ready for you to be the stars that you will be. Please never ever doubt yourself; you are so much braver than you think you are. 
 
My sincerest apologies to all of you, from the bottom of my heart, for any wrongdoings or any shortcomings. I promise it was all unintentional, and I hope I can be forgiven. 
This has been a thoroughly humbling journey. I have pushed myself further than I ever thought I could be. My own self-confidence has rocketed, and it’s solely because of how great the company was. My heart swells at the thought of you – I don’t know what right I must’ve done in my life to deserve being in the presence of the purest souls I know. Thank you will never be enough, but I suppose it’ll have to do.
Much love, Clairvoyants. Much love

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