Dear My Kids,
I will never forget the days when you taught me, (It doesn’t meant that I am your teacher so I teach you)
Never crossed in my mind that I will teach a class that needs a super patience
I used to look down on teacher’s profession. I thought it was just easy to teach and explain.
Thanks, you trust me more than other teachers to stand and teach you
The days when you called out my name many times to check your works whether they are beautiful or super beautiful
The days when you jumped on my back
The days when you yelled at my ears
The days when you didn’t listen to me
The days when you gave me a little kick because I hugged you so tight
The days when you clang on my legs
The days when you boys left me and you chose to play football outside
The days when you girls talked to each other and ignored me
The days when you erased my drawings on the white board because I drew an apple and you thought it was a ball.
The days when I found one of your friends ate crayons and I got panicky, but you all laughed together.
The days when I carried you because one of your friends stole your toy, you sat on my lap and I wiped your tears, you hugged me and I patted on your cheeks.
The days when you came up to me to show your new things
The days when you told me a story
The days when you showed me your wobbly tooth
The days when finally your wobbly tooth came out and you smiled at me to say that you had a window in your mouth
The days when I helped you have your jacket on
The days when your laughter was louder than mine
The days when you all kissed my hand and did not want to let my hand go
The days when my fingers were colorful because of your pencil crayons
The days when you picked something in my bag and I screamed!
The days when you pulled my veil and I had to use more than safety pins
The days when you almost tore my outfit down because you pulled it hard
The days when I could barely read your writings because you were too young to write
The days when you showed me your works one by one, and I almost lost my voice because you wanted me to compliment you all ‘Good Job, Kid’ 22 times
I was so young at that time and sometimes I had my voice higher to make you sit and do your works. I am so sorry then!
Guys, you are my sunshine and I hope you will never forget our class, I promise I will be better and I am so happy, lucky and proud of having you! Your evil smiles…My angels,
And the day that I hate most is telling you good bye!!
Love,
Your sister, your friend, and (your teacher)
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