My First Teacher
At the age of eight,I was sent to
school.I was very happy,for in
theschool,there were a lot of
children that I could play with.
My first teacher was a middle-
aged lady.She taught us Chinese,
arith-metic,singing,drawing,and
so on.She taught us very well,
and we allloved her.
Once she taught us to draw a
duck.All of us were ready to copy
herdrawing,but she only drew a
large "2" on the blackboard and
then stopped.
She asked us to start with it and
go on drawing.
"Think it over,please," she said,
"doesn't the figure “2” look likea
duck?"All of us smiled and knew
what to do.One of the children
went up to theblackboard and
finished the drawing very quickly.
My teacher walked up anddown
in the classroom,checking our
drawings and making corrections.
In the end she retuned to the
blackboard and said,"Children,if
youwant to know the world,you
must observe the things around
you carefullyand think them over.
Then you will live a much better
and richer life thanthose who
don't."I did not understand what
she said at that time.But
afterwards I came torealize that
her words were very important,
for they taught us how to live
andlearn.
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