PERSONAL STATEMENT - QUYNH HUONG by Phạm Quỳnh Hương https://padlet.com/phquynhhuong2009/cx0945b0tsqog7mb en-us 2025-09-22 22:53:43 UTC 2025-10-25 08:40:01 UTC hello@padlet.com Week 1 phquynhhuong2009 https://padlet.com/phquynhhuong2009/cx0945b0tsqog7mb/wish/3598359680 I remember just 2 months ago, while watching tiktok, I came across a video of 3 little boys (about 4 or 5 years old) playing near the lake. When the ball dropped into the lake, the boys tried to find and get back the ball but the step down was so slippery that 2 of them fell down the lake. The other boy was standing there watching his friend drowning and didn’t do ANYTHING for more than 3 mins, and after that he called for help. Although there was a man (he was in his 50s ig) filling up the water bucket nearby, he DID see the first boy slip into the lake then just calmly walk away? 

My fingers stopped scrolling when i met the next video when everyone in the neighborhood gave first aid to the 2 boys. THEY PUT THE BOYS UP-SIDE-DOWN and run around bc they thought the water inside would come out that way. But that was definitely a wrong way to help a drowning person, which led to the death of 2 little boys. At that moment, i just felt so much pity for them that i actually shed tears. I felt my heart beat heavily and it just touched me so bad. It was kinda weird because i dont usually cry because of things like that. 

Days after i just kept thinking about the boys, then about the bigger group which is CHILDREN. They are the ones that are easily injured as they dont have enough soft skills, which is often due to the neglect of their parents. 

The videos really made me worry bc looking back, i didnt learn as many soft skills to deal with that problem, too (like SERIOUSLY learned), then i realized the enormous importance of learning these skills as a child. 

And to add up, i’ve always been concerned for children’s development (especially education), so this actually motivated me to do something for the children, to make an impact, to help them fully develop.


]]> 2025-09-22 22:56:58 UTC https://padlet.com/phquynhhuong2009/cx0945b0tsqog7mb/wish/3598359680 DRAFT 1 phquynhhuong2009 https://padlet.com/phquynhhuong2009/cx0945b0tsqog7mb/wish/3620790412 My mom once told me, “I could never give you the whole world. But you’ve had the chance to learn, to stand where light can reach you - and that, perhaps, is the only gift I’ve ever been able to give.” Only later did I understand that what she had been striving to protect for me all her life was not fulfillment, but education. And I finally understood why my mom - and I myself - have always believed that a proper education could transform a child’s destiny. Growing up in a family where education was the sun everything revolved around, I learned to see its power. Education, to me, is both fragile and eternal: the hardest to obtain, yet the one thing that never leaves you. Looking back, I realize how lucky I’ve been to have my mother - the quiet force behind every success and every failure of mine. I can never fathom the extent of her sacrifices. She is a woman of warmth and boundless compassion, something I witnessed during the charity trips we took together. She taught me how to love, to empathize, how to see children not as statistics or causes, but as stories still being written. One quiet evening, months later, I stumbled upon a TikTok video that made the world around me fall still. Three little boys were playing by a lake, their laughter rippling through the air like sunlight on water. Then, in a heartbeat, the joy vanished - the ball they chased rolled into the lake, and two of them slipped in after it. The camera shook, the laughter dissolved into panic, and the water swallowed their small bodies whole. On the shore, the third boy stood frozen, his screams muted by the vastness of the scene. When help finally came, it was frantic and clumsy. The rescuers turned the children upside down, shaking them desperately, as though grief itself could be drained out. But the water did not spill, and the silence that followed was heavier than any cry. Both boys were gone. I wept without knowing what for. Perhaps it was the abruptness of it all - the way childhood can end in a breath - or the helpless truth that ignorance can kill as swiftly as any weapon. The video stayed with me, not as an image but as a presence, haunting the edges of my thoughts. Yet from that sorrow rose a small, persistent light: a wish, a calling, to make sure children not only survive this world, but are taught how to live within it. From that moment, the belief my mother planted in me - the idea that education is the truest form of care, burned brighter than ever. A year later, that quiet conviction led me to join a project devoted to teaching and guiding younger students preparing for high school. For the first time, I found myself writing lesson plans, gathering materials, and piecing together knowledge from books and countless sources to teach my students. I poured everything I knew into those lessons: how to handle each type of exercise, how to remember grammar more easily, dedicatedly and meticulously, like a close companion walking beside them. Four of my students were admitted to their dream schools. It wasn’t a great number, nor was it solely my achievement - it was also the fruit of their own hard work. Yet my heart swelled with happiness. How could I not, when I saw the sparkle of youthful dreams in their eyes, and felt the warmth of their growing ambitions flicker like gentle flames? Looking back, those six months were enough - for them to acquire knowledge, and for me to learn the true value of ‘education’ itself. From that moment, I knew I wanted to devote myself to children’s education, to nurture those tender green shoots with my own hands, so that the flow of knowledge would never cease. And I knew then, that the path I must follow can only lead to one place: childcare and education, where I can help light the way for the next generation, just as my mother once did for me.


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