The first day arriving in the eastern Gobi, far from the bustling, noisy city life nestled between four mountains. The vast plain, the endless blue sky, and the moment of settling down in the summer's sweltering heat...

"Алтан навч хийслээ дээ
Аяны шувууд буцлаа даа
Есөн сарын нэгэн боллоо
Ерөөсөө бидний баяр даа"

This song was sung by every child to welcome the new school year, some were welcoming their first autumn, others their twelfth, while I was welcoming my first autumn as a teacher. In the picture, I am with my fellow science teachers.

A day filled with both nervousness and excitement—the very first day of class. I taught the topic "Geographic Projections" to 10th-grade students and experienced the unforgettable moment of being called "teacher" for the first time.

With the allocated 83,000 MNT for stationery expenses, we purchased essential supplies for teachers, including paper, chalk, and other necessary materials.

Life in the soum comes with occasional power outages, though fortunately, it has been stable for a while. Just as I was thinking, "Oh, the power's out again," I lit a candle and waited—it always comes back soon. Also, a big thanks to Unitel for providing the home internet, as seen in the picture.

It felt like yesterday when I was sitting on the desk as a student, yet here I was celebrating my first Teachers' Day. Throughout the day, my students kept saying, "Teacher, we thought you were a 12th grader!"—which was both funny and heartwarming.

We always do the exercise sitting up straight. But one day, I told them, Sit as you're comfortable. And after that, everyone lay down. The student who usually sits at the empty desk in the second row even stretched out across his chair.

Living in the Gobi gave me the chance to experience the Camel Festival. There, I saw majestic camels proudly showcased for competitions and had the opportunity to taste traditional dairy products.

A precious gift from my students on Teachers' Day and International Women's Day—a flower that will stay with me forever. A heartfelt keepsake to cherish for a lifetime.

Since moving to the soum, receiving mail has become a special moment I truly appreciate. For the past two years, my constant address has been Umnugovi Province, Tsogttsetsii Soum, Muruudul School.

Amidst the busy days that seem to pass so quickly, these are the days when I get to hear the words "teacher" being called out—moments I truly cherish.