Of the many collections I have in our home, these medals are my favorite. These medals represent the achievements of my children in Math, English, and Madrasa while they were in elementary. They may be far from home now, but they continue to excel in their own way. In fact, we’ve celebrated several times on the phone over their achievements! I’ll always be a proud mother. I don’t pressure them to win more because these medals don’t really provide true happiness. I always tell them to take care of themselves and to be happy with what they do. These medals are only a reminder to be happy with life. I can’t wait ‘til they come home, hear their stories, and hang more medals!

- Dianne Kathryn Datu

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