Munisa's Voice 🩺🚑

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@bintunozim

Lately, I’ve been receiving a flood of requests from students:
“Please increase my mark.”
“I deserve more.”
“I want the highest grade.”

And it makes me wonder: do we still understand what marks actually mean?

Let me be honest. A mark is just a number. It is not your soul, your future, your intelligence — it is only a reflection of how well you have demonstrated your understanding in that specific context, at that specific moment.
A mark is not your worth.

But when you come to me — asking, even demanding a higher mark — without truly mastering the material, without showing the essence of knowledge, without even asking yourself, “Do I honestly know this?” — you disrespect not only me as your evaluator, but yourself as a learner.

You want the highest mark?
Ask yourself first:
Did I really dive deep into the subject?
Can I explain it to someone else clearly, confidently, passionately?
Would I proudly defend my knowledge in front of an expert?

A few days ago, I spoke about this in a podcast:
Marks are an illusion.
They are just tiny signals, not grand verdicts of your life or future.
If your mark is lower than you hoped, it does not mean you are stupid. It does not mean you have no potential.
It simply means: there is more to learn, and that is a beautiful, dignified thing.

But what is shameful is demanding a crown you have not earned.
It’s like asking for applause when you haven’t performed yet.
Real respect comes from real work.

Before you ever ask for a higher mark, ask yourself:
“Would I be proud to own this knowledge — not just today, but years from now?”
“Did I really give my best?”

If you can answer YES, then let’s talk.
But if deep inside you know the answer is NO — then don’t insult yourself by chasing numbers.
Chase the truth.
Chase knowledge.
Chase your own better self.

The world doesn’t need more people with perfect marks.
The world needs people with integrity, depth, and courage to learn.

Please choose wisely ☺️.

@bintunozim

Bugun gunohlarim to'kiladigan kun.

Alhamdulillah 🌷

@bintunozim

Happy Jumah 🌷

@bintunozim

The right time is going to look different for all of us. Theirs may come sooner than yours. Their timeline is not your timeline though and this is something we all seem to forget.

U haven't missed your window.

@bintunozim

Dear students,

I never thought I would have to write this message with such weight in my heart.

Every lesson, I have told you — pleaded with you — please do not plagiarize. Not because it’s a rule. Not because it’s in the syllabus. But because it matters. It matters who you are, what you think, and what you are becoming.

When someone steals something from a store, they hide. They are ashamed. Their heart races with guilt. But how is it that when one steals words — thoughts, ideas, knowledge — they feel no shame?

When I read your work and find parts that are copied word for word, without even a single attempt to rephrase, without even a reference… my heart sinks. It’s not only about breaking academic integrity — it’s about breaking trust. The trust I had in you. The belief that you were trying, even if it’s not perfect, even if it’s messy — but that it was yours.

Yes, you may have added a reference. But that’s not enough. A reference doesn’t justify copying someone’s voice without transforming it through your own mind, your own understanding. That’s like wearing someone else’s face and saying, “But I mentioned their name.”

And what’s even more painful… is when, after all this, you message me asking: “Can you please not mark it that way?” “Can you change the grade?”
I want to ask you, how?
How can you ask me that, when I saw with my own eyes what you did?

Do you not see that you’re asking me to pretend I didn’t? To betray the honesty I’m trying to teach you?

I check your work not just as a lecturer, but as someone who truly wants to see you grow. I sit for hours, hoping to see your ideas, your progress, your voice. Instead, sometimes, I find silence dressed in borrowed words.

You may get a grade today, but what about tomorrow?
When the world asks you to stand on your own, will you still hide behind someone else’s work?

To those who plagiarized and still sleep peacefully — I have no anger left. Only disappointment.

You deserve better than this version of yourself. But until you choose truth over ease, honesty over marks, and growth over shortcuts… you will remain trapped.

And to the one reading this, who knows they copied and still asked for mercy in grading shame on u.

@bintunozim

Qolgan talabalarim, og'zingizni ochib o'tiraveringlar ☺️

Imkoniyatdan maksimal foydalaning.

@bintunozim

Qancha-qancha ko'zlar uxlay olmaydi. Agar sen kechasi yaxshi uxlayotgan bo'lsang, bu sening rizqingdir.

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