went for your funeral.cried like i've never cried before.the thought that you were gone, the thought that i'd never see you marching around the school again, the thought that it'd be a long long time before i saw you again, was too much for me to bear.during the tributes, i broke down."till we meet again, goodbye."nobody had ever impacted my life like you did, and i didnt realise it soon enough.

the teachers sang "you are our superwoman" and there's really no way else to put it.superwoman is the only word to describe you.who else finds time to run a school like you did?to know all your students by name, to make each and every one feel like they mattered, to keep the interests of the students close to your heart, and at the same time keeping up the discipline and preventing us from running riot.and you cared not only for the students but for your staff as well.you didnt treat them like employees, you treated them like friends.who can run a school this well?only you.the superwoman.you not only kept up a school, you kept a home running as well.there's really no other word to describe you other than "superwoman".

one of the many bishops/ppl in white robes with black scarves said selecting a new principal to fill in the large shoes you left behind would take months.but i know it'll take forever.they'll never be able to find a principal with as much love, passion, and zest for the school as you.never.i thank you for having been in my life for almost four years, having impacted my life like no one else has.you said "nothing is cast in stone".i beg to differ.the footprints you left in my life and my heart are cast in stone.i thank God for giving me you, and i thank God that he loved you so much he called you HOME.

see you again mrs lee.

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