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Celebration of Teacher's Day Vietnam ended in jubilation . Atmosphere of solemn celebration gradually cede this space to strangely quiet . At this time , only sporadic school yard a few students sitting there waiting for parents to pick . My dad came late today . I listened to the chirping of sparrows a yard . Alone the bench , I suddenly remembered an old anniversary , a time when I was a grader Nguyen Dinh Chieu school year , memories of my teacher that day .
I still remember , when I was in elementary school , my math is pretty . I always score of the brilliant nine , ten gorgeous . I always leading the class scores . I am proud and very proud of her . In her mind the venerable dean , my parents , my images show up in a good student , a good son . Because of these perceptions , excessive self- assessment , I stabbed the subjective and often see things . Do not ever know , I just do not care for her math homework anymore . I read comic enthusiasts and only occasionally do some difficult problem . In the classroom , I did not even take lecture notes or at work . I submerged in the subjective, and proud of neglecting the other ... until one day America checking semester came, I walked into the exam room with a bag filled with excitement and confidence . " What I also scored ten this once , like many other times did that . " But it does not work as I want . I collapsed down right from the first sentence . That's the question the theory and exercises are basic , but do not study so I do not know how to do . My face covered with sweat , my heart pounding , my mind confused , can not concentrate any more calculations . I wonder how I have managed here . Stepping out of the exam room , I like the lost soul . Days later , I still could not forget the haunting fear in the exam room that day . And what is to come ...
On Mathematics tests found , her face looks sad I . I am dumbfounded at the thought that she was sad because my exam results . It does no wrong , when the math test was passed to me , I can not calm anymore . Oh dear ! Con " in " huge red streaks fills the entire exam . Is not that the truth ? I 've got bad marks in Math , the subject of my forte . I feel extremely deadlock . This result will then be taken to hand parents , parents will think this : disappointed and lost all hopes of me , the only son of the family . Parents always have faith in me , always proud whenever I mentioned . My parents , the parents fault so much ! And yet again , your friends will think of me here ? We will ironic , mocking me all day . For the moment , I suddenly lost her . A silly thought suddenly occurred to me on that day of the school day . She had left cards on the table . Then , the class of all, the only Vietnam and I stayed. Is a weak male students of Math class . I immediately discussed with the South and example it up on the teacher's desk for two edit points . This will be kept confidential between you two alone .
Later that day , the first to the second week , she discovered that. Formal and strict , she asked the class who have fixed that for me and South Point . Due to embarrassment and fear , Men stand up and face down receiving error . Male voice she asked sadly :
_ Why did you edit points help you ?
Men do not answer that just bent down , occasionally glancing at me . I am confused and bewildered immensely . What can I do here ? Why did I act like that , it's an act of cowardice and evil ? Why did I not think about the consequences later , but just think about short-term gains ? Parents , teachers , friends would think of me here : an individual student , always attempting something evil in order to achieve the high point of it? A child when the first mistake will make people prejudiced forever . So there is nothing self-esteem and pride of me anymore . And I regret deeply ashamed . With all the courage , I stood up and apologized to her that brimmed with tears . My face was pale , shaking trembling lips , hands and feet can not move. By all tolerance, generosity , she has a lot to consider and accept forgiveness for me . However, she warned me before class . At the end of class that day , she called me back and said :
_ She has demonstrated his remorse by the error . I had to show her that you are always want to rise up , always wanted to rehabilitate yourself , even if it did make me getting bad grades . I have always tried to learn and remember: " On the path of success no footprints lazy " .
Once home , I confessed to my parents what had happened and pray for forgiveness . My father said nothing , only occasionally sighed . I caught a glimpse of her mother's sad eyes . Caring mother taught me :
_ My son , who is also a human Fouls in life . I know the error and the error itself is a good thing . This time my parents to forgive me . But you have to study hard and not to do it again .
I nodded , happy faces proved to speechless . Since that day , I fought hard in school , in class , then intently listening to her lecture , the house is fully completed her homework and also take the time to find the exercise more difficult to solve .
Experiencing things that , until now , it is still lessons memorable and unforgettable memories in my life . Now , I was a ninth grade student . Four years have passed and , fifth grade homeroom teacher my beloved has now also teaches in the school of origin? Send the wind , sending clouds , bring me the most sincere repentance word to her . She Oh , memories will be forever imprinted in me , always with me not being reminded that mistake again more . Then , she really forgive me?
Footsteps and people talking words suddenly interrupted my thoughts . I silently for a moment and take a step back, still inside lightheadedness past memories . It is because of it , I understood my honest a man to just how precious . In I suddenly have an earnest desire : today, 20/11 , I will join the kids in elementary school buddy back to visit her old school . I believe that my father would support my intention . For the moment , I feel like I'm standing in the old elementary school playground , is still around her and her old friends . We talk and laugh with each other straw . I found heartwarming uncommon to see smiles on the faces of her gentle kindness to me. Oh , love how beloved memories for a while !
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