My teacher

Unforgettable teacher

I remember well the first course I had with him. I was stressed and so anxious.
It wasn’t the first time that I had to study with a new teacher, as they change every two months.
It was 5pm when he opened the door of the class and said: hi everybody!
I looked at him and smiled.
Yea I did!!
He seemed so nice, so kind. I took a very long breath. I was sure that it was going to be a wonderful course.
I felt more comfortable to start studying. His method was for sure one of the best I have never seen.
Calm and confident, he used to give the write answer to all our questions; and this made me adoring him more and more.
I liked him for his open discussions, for the time he gives to everyone to explain well the lesson for us.
I may say he influenced me, yea! I idolized that great person brightener than the stars.
He made me see the course in a different way. I used to attend all his lessons with a very immense pleasure.
The home work he used to give was the first thing I did once at home.
I still smile when I think of his looks with the green eyes he has; when I think of his steps in the class
I simply remember a remarkable teacher.
I remember how he used to walk between the tables; I remember his jokes when he used to tell me: “don’t cheat Zahra, do the exercises without looking at the keys.”
How can I forget such a priceless person who gave me advices, help, spirit of working in a group and also happiness?
In fact he gave us happiness in learning new things without fears, which is quite rare in nowadays schools.
I won’t forget him for sure and I won’t forget how much he liked my smile.
I won’t forget the good marks he gave me.
He will have for sure, a place in my thoughts forever.