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my teacher

Dead of night, the silence, I am full of melancholy to watch in the window. Intermittent drizzle outside, the sky dark and lifeless, gray, worldly things are lingering in the quiet of the night.
Deep night, so I have mixed feelings, I can not help but turn on the set, looking at the photos on your affable, smiling is so serene, how much fun I was nestled in your bosom! This is your time to lead us to participate in the city’s primary school speech contest shoot pictures, I always treasured treasure, whenever I think of you when I opened it and carefully look, maybe you do not know at this time This mind moment, a girl in deeply miss you.
You are my first-grade math teacher. Remember you always smiling, a stroke to teach us to write Arabic numerals, that sweet voice always resound in our ears; smile and bounce with us. Class each student got your care and concern and attentive care.
Our class a student, father, mother passed away, and she followed her aunt had, when my aunt went out to work, she can only jealously guarding its availability. She often dragging nose, long since seeped black fingernails, his head lice jump. Students are to her at arm’s length. You can often took her to his quarters, to help her face. Nails, also took her on his knees, with a fine-toothed comb to comb her hair over and over again, except lice …… your thin pale face showing a sweet motherly smile. At that time, how I want you to hold me in your arms, taste is Gesha taste.
Finally one day, my wish came true, and how can I hope all this will not happen.
It was a winter morning, I rode just came to the school, an oncoming tractor, is when I know what to do, I felt a sudden heavy pressure any bike to me, what seems to be covering the eyes, dark ground, surrounded by a noise, “Please get out, give way!” you put me tightly hold me in his arms, he kept shouting my name, in that hysterically calling. If also with a choked voice. I was groggy, as if lying on her mother warm embrace. Confused, I feel your breath coming faster and faster, more pace to run heavy
When I opened my eyes, he has been lying in a hospital emergency room. You smiled and leaned over to me, I clearly see on your forehead large drops of perspiration positive slide that thin face.
But you, since that later fell ill, where I know that you hold me hastily rush to the hospital when it is done and just dragging advanced gastric cancer chemotherapy frail body, how can I think of that you spared no efforts for us, the stream to make the last drop of sweat, and never left us! However, for just six years old, how could I experience your love, how to love your experience!
Four years later, I have grown up day by day, and today, I finally came to realize that your love, your love, your love and love nurtured us. In our memory, we are leaving for deep thoughts ……