What did Prio look like?

            

                As a mid thirty years old secondary school teacher in Nonthaburi, Thailand, almost all of my teenage students alwayswanderwonderwanderedwondered how I lookedlookappearappeared like many years ago. In the first picture, I amiswerewas in Prathomsuksa 6 or the 6th Grade  at Wat Bangkhanoon School. I werehashadwas  short black hair with a bang.

               In the next picture, I was in Mathayomsuksa 2 or the 8th Grade at Rajini School. My look did not change much only that I havedodidhad not have a bang anymore. I rememberrememberedmemorizememorized well being a borading school student staying in a school dormitory every day. And my Dad always picked me up on Friday, at 3.40 p.m. sharp. I cancouldwasam not wait to get back home with him. Friday was always the happiest day of the whole week.         

               In the last picture, I was a senior student in the faculty of education, Chulalongkorn University. As you can see from the picture, I still looked pretty much the same. The only difference was that my hairiswashavehad long.

              In conclusion, I thinkthoughttaughtthough that my appearance has always be the same. I don't notice any major change. However, there has alway been some changes inside. I realize that I grow up as a person. Every day, not only I livedlifelivelifed but I learn. That is life is all about: living and learning. The way you look , outside , doesn't matter much . What does matters? The way you really feel. It is inside. True happiness comecomescamecoming from loving and respecting yourself.