"A place to send dreams"

“When your hair turns white, my hair is still green… When your hair turns white, ours is dryn grown up…” The song is a very clear proof for us to know that: here, this ancient school has had generations of students who graduated and became successful, many generations have been nurtured at the School of Humanities – a lovely, memorable name, worth for each of us students to engrave in our hearts.

To me, it is a very impressive school with a long history and that is the reason why I chose it to study and pursue my dreams.

I still remember the feeling of bewilderment, strangeness and a little lost when I first set foot in the school. A famous and largest school in the country in social sciences, every time I mentioned it to my friends I could not contain my pride and joy.

Humanity – that is the enthusiasm of the teachers every time they stand on the podium and that is the dynamism and resourcefulness of the brothers and sisters in the shock team wearing the green shirt of youth. Only when studying under the roof of this school did I understand more about that "humanity" quality. After many years of studying away from home, for the first time in my life I saw the image of the Vice Principal – a man with a thousand and one things like that – personally come to the student dormitory to give gifts and wish a happy new year. Because of that, students far from home like us were somewhat comforted and warmed when going to school for the first time and experiencing life away from family.

No matter where, in any big city, there is always a hustle and bustle. But when I entered the school, I felt that the tiredness and worries of the outside world seemed to have been washed away by the friendly and warm atmosphere here. Remembering the days when I was a freshman at the school, I was quite bewildered, but when I took the first political class of the year and learned about the school's historical traditions, I felt proud to be a student of the humanities school.

When going to the lecture hall, in addition to the knowledge in class, teachers also teach us how to cope with student life, how to communicate, how to behave when encountering unexpected situations... Teachers not only teach us knowledge but also teach us how to be a human being, a person useful to society. Teachers are noble ferrymen, with all their heart and talent, teachers have guided and supported us to the level of human knowledge. I love listening, reading, learning new things from books, friends, teachers. I love the feeling of tension and the exciting atmosphere in the presentations in class. And I appreciate the field trip which is quite strange but the results achieved are more than the scores when we have taken a big step forward with the reality of the profession.

Poet To Huu wrote: “If you are a bird or a leaf, you must sing, the leaf must be green – how can you borrow without paying back – life is about giving, not just receiving”. That is true! Nhan Van has given me wings, equipped me to become such a person. I love Nhan Van – the origin of my dreams for the future. Perhaps no school has left such an impression on me, Nhan Van with such gentle, enthusiastic and lovable people!

With its rich history and tradition, the dedication and depth of the ferrymen here, I and the students studying at this school believe that the University of Social Sciences and Humanities will always be the cradle that trains both virtuous and specialized people for the country, continuing to affirm its position on the national education map and constantly reaching new heights.

Humanities - my pride! I love Humanities