In my past 19 years, I experienced many things. Especially in my senior high school, in my second year of that, I think that year I got more than I had gotten before. Many things that I cannot imagine happened to me which made me panicky, but I overcome that period of time. Thanks to the teacher who is just like my mom that helped me pull through that time.
She is a kind person who will always wear a brilliant smile. Miss Flower once told me that she thought my teacher was a very pure person without thinking too many complicated things. And I do agree with her thought. In my mind, the only thing in her mind is to teach her students, all the students, to become good people. She kept telling us to be the best oneself. I still remember the first day I saw her, she stood on the platform, with that pretty smile, with a huge enthusiasm saying that we class 6, would be the best, and everyone in our class would just like our relative. We will be a united whole. Later, because our discipline was not good, she told us many times to change the way that we behaved, but few students did that. She cried many times, but after that, the next day, she would still have that big smile and still insisting taking care of us. In her eyes, we are all the best.
I still remember it is her who came to see me in the hospital. I can bet that no other teachers will cry for me just like her. The scene in my mind is still very clear. She sat at my bed. I looked at her eyes, and I saw the tears in her eyes. No one except my parents will do that. She is the only one. I have to admit during the time of recovering, it is her tears that made me brave to endure the severe pain in my body. I can hardly respire, but I just insisted because of her. Yes, it is all because of her. Later I came back to school, I suffered again, not only because of the body, but also because of the spirit. She encouraged me every day. Baobao, I believed that you are the best, you can do it. Trust yourself. Nothing can defeat ourselves except you. I have kept those words in my mind until now. Every time I am depressed, I will always think of those words. They are the motivation to push me go. And after coming here, my teacher will still encourage me through QQ, every time I open the window, see the bright sunshine, I will think of her smiling face. Nothing will defeat ourselves. Be the best oneself.
I do feel a great honor to have her in my life. She is different from any other teachers. She gives me a kind of feeling just like my mother gives. I love her, from the bottom of my heart. I am fortunate to have her to be my teacher. I hope she can have smile everyday. I hope we can go on together.
Thank you, my teacher.
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