About a few weeks ago,it was Teacher's Day.There was a celebration in my school with lots of activities for the teachers.That's when I suddenly felt that I missed my primary school teachers a lot.The atmosphere........their dedicated teaching.......friends and so many things.......I remember them very well till this day.The most unforgettable one will be the last day at my primary school..........I still remember all those sad faces.....sobbing and unwilling to be separated from their childhood friends.
Well,that day had passed a long time ago and the feeling is still fresh in my heart.So............I decided to go back to my primary school to pay a visit to my teachers.But......there was a problem........to get into the school compound.The guard is very strict and does not allow outsiders into the school compound.
Luckily,I met my teacher who was walking to school at that time.He managed to take Simon,Thaven,my sister and I into the school.We wished him Happy Teacher's Day and went to look for our old teachers.
Our teachers were delighted to see us paying them a visit especially on a special occasion like that.My teachers remember me very well because I make sure I visit them at least twice a year.One of the teachers had told us this "It is so nice for you to come and visit me again.I feel so nice to see my old students again".Her words really touched my heart.It made me realise that a simple visit to someone can make that person very happy.
When I first joined my second primary school in Standard 4,I had this English teacher.She was strict and practically terrified every student.When I saw her on that day again after a long time,she didn't look like the strict teacher at all.Not to forget,I can still remember a lot of things that she taught me back then.She was one teacher who had helped me to improve my vocabulary.
One more teacher that I'll never forget is my discipline teacher.He was tall.....big sized.....loud....and obviously strict.I used to be scared of him when he taught me in Standard 5 and 6.I would make sure that I finish the homework given by him.Now.....I'm about his height and he talks to me in a very friendly manner.I surely wont forget all my other teachers who had helped me a lot in achieving many things during my time in my primary school.
I also took this opportunity to walk and look around my old school.I realised that I could easily touch the roofs of the pathways which seemed so high back then.Memories of playing "catching-catching" flashed back in my mind as I walked past the area in front of the Standard 4 block.Even the basketball hoops seemed so low when compared to last time.
As I walked away from the school's compound,I felt disappointed that my time in the school had to end so fast.I know that I'll be back sooner or later.I also realised that I will feel the same thing in the future when I finally leave school after SPM.One thing is for sure.......the last day of SPM will be the saddest day of my entire life.................
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