Tổng hợp bài dự thi vòng 4 Event Box Tiếng Anh 20/11

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1. pesaubuon98


If you used to be a student, I'm sure that you have to have a good teacher in your mind. For me, My good teacher is my english teacher. Her name is Van. She is not too high but her body is so beautiful. . Her black eyes always twinkle like drops of dew. She is a pretty funny women that rarely gets angry with the others. I always feel lucky to have chance to join her classes because they are extremely interesting and full of laughter. Furthermore, she reads funny stories and stories relating to moral to us to help us become obedient as well as alleviate the feeling of pressure after stressful periods of studying. besides , she organizes lots of interesting games to help us consolidate our knowledges. In addition, she often encourage us to try our best and show us how to make our dream come true. For me, Mrs. Van is so beautiful as an angel. Thanks to her thoroughly teaching, I can learn lots of thing about life, not just which is in the works books.
Nowaday, she doesn't teach me, but in my mind, she's still the best teacher.
i desire to said to her that" Mrs. Van, On occasion of Viet Nam Teacher' Day . I wish you to be happy forever and proud of your students who are always your good and excellent students.A great thanks to you! You are a teacher who gives me advices, images and thoughts to help me build the life. I wish I knew some ways to let you know me gratitude. I have a love for you but I can't say. So I hope this words will at least show a parts of me warmest appreciation that is coming from the bottom of me heart."

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Về những lời chúc em gửi đến thầy cô thì nó tràn lan trên mạng có thể em đã bắt gặp nó ở đâu đó và giờ vận dụng. Chứ cũng khó có thể nói em sao chép, với lại nó cũng k hẳn copy ý tưởng.
 
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2. ngocsangnam12


With all of us, teachers are like our second parents and certainly we love them so much Everyday, they teach , love and take care of us very carefully provided everything for us to be able to stand firm without standing still. I’m sure that If it weren’t for them, I wouldn’t become a good person and I think you are , too.So, teacher’s day is an occasion for students to express their gratitude to their teachers. On this day, they hold many different activities for their teachers such as : a party, a performance,……. and many others. Of course, there are a number of ways to celebrate teacher’s day . Students can invite their teacher for a formal lunch or dinner made by themselves that can get them more closer. But some people don’t like to do that, they want to take their teachers for a movie or a music concert which they like so as to help them relax after a hard working time. Finally, with me, I prepared a special gift for my teacher, my gift is very small but it stands for my heart . after all, I really want to that : “ My teachers, I love you so much. Thank you for all that you have done for me. Never stop expecting me because I’ll never make you dissapointed. Thanks again, you’re my love”
 
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3. hero000


I am at the end of the student’s life now. Only six more months and I’ll never be able to wear the white-shirt-and-black-trousers uniform anymore. Looking back, I have gone through the care of many great teachers, but perhaps the one I would never, ever forget is my current English teacher, miss Duyen. She is special in many ways.

Though miss Duyen is roughly 30 years old, she looks as if she’s only 20. She has a fair oval face that is complemented by her bright eyes along with her long silk hair streaming down the delicate shoulders. The pink glasses she wears further enhance her beauty. Her body is slim and she walks in a graceful way that can be mistaken to that of a model (ok, I made that up, but still, her movement is really attractive). And the thing that strikes me most is the way she talks. She never snaps or shouts at her students. All we received from her are always the kind, encouraging words of a gentle, caring mother.

Beautiful as she is, that’s not the thing that makes miss Duyen special. It is the manner in which she treats everyone, especially us students. She is always a hard-working and talented teacher. Her lessons are so easy to understand and remember. In fact, she is the one that brings the joy of learning English to me and my class. With the new methods and the dedication to the students, she brings a renewed sense of energy that is thought to be long gone in me. What’s more, miss Duyen always cares about her students. She often spends time talking to us and getting to know us better. Whenever we have a problem that can’t be solved, the first one we would seek is our beloved teacher. I remember a time when a girl in my class got a nervous breakdown because of her recent break-up with her boyfriend. She was so depressed that she talked with everyone about committing suicide. Luckily, miss Duyen stepped in and talked some sense into her. She spent some time after class with that girl and when I got to class the next morning, our down classmate returned to her lovely and optimistic self.

There are still many more to say about my teacher. But all those have one thing in common: they are all proof that miss Duyen is one of the best teachers that I have the honour to know. She is beautiful, gentle, and above all, she is a dedicated teacher who would give her life for her students. That is why she will always hold a special place in my heart, and I will never forget her when the days of my student life comes to an end.
 
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4. luongpham2000


In our lifes, I think everyone has heard somewhere poems, songs about the teachers. And me too! Everytime I listen to the song: "The teacher", it makes me think about my old teacher - the first person taught me when I was a pupil in a small school, and she is the teacher I love most.
The time of going to school is the most unforgettable time in my life. I have had many beautiful memories of my schooldays; especially, I will never forget a teacher that has an important position in me.

The first time I met her was when I came to the primary school with my mom. This day is in an autumn morning, cool and the sky was high and blue. My mother took me to a school at the end of the road. I was a little anxiety and mixed eagerness. When I leave my mother and come to schoolyard, a person walk up to me with warm arms. Her hand gently lead me to the classroom. With an deep voice, she shows me my desk. I feel very fluttered ! Innocent heart of a child suddenly has a little happy when I saw her.

The first day of primary school was as much exciting as stress. This class end soon - the first lesson I study with my teacher.

At first, I felt a bit afraid of her because she looked so strict. And my thought was right! She made us study very hard, and we all didn't like her. However, after that, I had an other view about my teacher. I saw that she cared about us so much, and always encouraged us to overcome difficulties and challenges in this life.

Day by day, with gentle hand she held my hand to write the first character. When I had 10 marks, she was very happy and encouraged me to keep trying. I was happy and from her encouragement I was moving up. SHe makes me study math very good and have a lot of 10 marks for the exams. My academic path lit up by the hands of teachers, she helps me to know lots of interesting in the world. sHe always cares about my study. When I was sad and disappointed she makes me smile and keep to trying but when I had good mark she usually give me some little present to makes me happy and study better. I love my teacher and all things she gave me.

When I failed at an important exam. It came as a terrible shock to me because I had tried my best for this exam. I felt so ashamed and cried so much. Suddenly, my teacher came to my house. She spent all that afternoon talking with me, told me not to give up and to continue to try. "You can do it, my daughter!" Yes, she called me her daughter. Thanks to her encouragement and support, I carried on trying; and my wish finally came true: I became a student of Nam Trung Primary School. "I did that!" - I said to my teacher. And she cried. That was when I knew that sometimes, people bursting into tears because of being happy, not only being sad.

The last day I study at school, I go to my old class and....my teacher.....she still stand in the pulpit and taught students the lesson. sHe saw me and patted my shoulders. sHe said: "let's try! When you in the new school, study better to makes me happy! I always beside you!" I gave her the necklace by phoenix by myself and promise her I will do that! The wind blows away the petals in schoolyard, blows my love to the sky and bring that emotional to my teacher.

Until now, she still always stands by me and helps me deal with many problems in my life. She shows me the beauty of this life, and teaches me how to stand up after succumbing. "Thank you very much, my second mother!"


Bài dự thi vòng này của luongpham2000 bị hủy do copy nguồn trên internet
 
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5. Congratulation11


My best teacher in my mind is not really a teacher. He is an engineer, a good leader. We knew each other in a topic in Physics Box. He was own of that thread, and I answered a question which him gave. Then I closed to the Physics box and him. In there, he taught me very much about Physics and we had conversations very interesting.Thank for that, I get so much knowledge and self-confident. That is the motivation for me to pass the challenges of my life. I was very grateful for that. He is quite, nice, and modest... a dedicated teacher, a lover Physics and willing to defend it to the end. We haven't met each other yet. But I always believe that my teacher is a good man. For me, he is always a good brother, good teacher... and "Sau loe loet"

Thank you very much. Happy 20-11 for my teacher.

Cherish.
 
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6. linhlovely2002


I am a student ... do not teach well. All the teachers who taught me were comments like that with my parents. No classes do I have to acquire more than a month. My mother cried. Dad sighed: this guy is considered complete ...
Switch to the new school. A glance at the transcript, the headmaster wanted to chase me away, but I respect the director of foreign language education company old, he had received. "I'll put you in the master class degree."
Grade teacher, whole set of the individual student. The first day in class, Dad took me to personally "handed to the teacher". I secretly observed "opponents" of his. Master skinny, bringing heavy black-rimmed glasses, his eyes look lifted my face looked "Ah, son, let's see what you can do for me is not, rather it". Teacher ratings I sat with a stamp haired face nimble. It gently push on my shoulders wider seats won. I bear this, I have never beaten the eldest daughter. My teacher won 1-0 then.
"I know why you ink on your shirt," he told me recently cowardly to tell stories Tu wasting. Why did he know it? I have nothing open. Previously, every time I ink on most of the games in her class were asked why, the teacher shall immediately execute the penalty. Never have also invented a story that he was the victim. I wear jewelry fabrication though no one believes. I do not care what the punishment is and no one believes it or not. Yet today he said that he knew. Surprised he did not punish me more than anything. Teacher just told me softly: "The next time I remember to be more careful." A few days later I was sprinkling ink on t-shirt 3 more victims. Told him he was fine and did not know it. I'm bored old cartridge games such scales impressive.
At that time we kids always bring embankment embankment and a few pieces of chalk boards. The play, I gathered them all chalk thrown at the girls jumping rope in front. I shove the end of the class you fall flood rubbing, run right out the front gate. Any child to go through the bad to where I had been confiscated excess chalk. The next day he called me up meeting. He opened the closet, powder boxes pressed into my hand without saying anything huge. I looked away embarrassed avoid his gaze. I remember how hard-face when her old teacher yelled at me, the next day I'm more and more feeder. Yet when the teacher holding chalk box in hand, I was embarrassed too long. Embracing powder boxes to pay for teachers, I mumble: "Next time do not do that anymore." Master smiled and said, "I'm good too!".
The first time I was an adult good compliment. I lay thinking all night. From now on I will forever wise, so no one yelled at me again.
But good is not necessarily good. Indeed my case with them. I could shoot marbles, playing not bored you with all day. But as many sit on your desk as soon bored me. Parents' reviews, there are also scolded how. Math also help with anything sticking to my literary blind.
In school for a month, I saw him cycling through the house. The car's previous teacher did not know what color and so only inert ugly rust color. Teachers in the house, my parents are both gone. Looking through my poor house, the master schedule back tomorrow. I worry about it all day. You do not know what's wrong. The next day he arrived. Teacher standing in the yard always "talking" with my dad.
I tell to a reader and recorded materials to help teachers. Necessarily childish letters. Thay are studying something. I'm glad my parents are not managing my towel did not go to school half days. I firmly under a new forever home teacher

. I been alone. In addition to the bookshelf that nothing is worth. Each day a meeting, I huddled recorded what was read.
Teacher made me write short comments after each line works. Then I read aloud, and he edited the things I thought distortions, in addition to some reviews. Sometimes he told me to stop recording, go through some calculations to help teachers work. I went home trying to learn to calculate so fast so as not to lose face before him. Gradually, knowledge of "natural" to me without me realizing it. The first time I held the paper in his hand compliment, my mother was crying, I cry harder when expelled. My father said nothing, just nodded and smiled.
The school year is over quickly. I did not forget summer reading and recorded a towering stack of books he delivered before school holidays. First day of school, I saw him looking forever remain somewhere. Foreboding thing or not, I gave up running to the teacher ceremony. The empty house. Uncle neighbors heard dogs barking ran ran into consideration. "He is a performer huh?". "Yes". "I sent this to his PhD. Master said he moved to the South in the boys'. I hastily opened the letter very short. "I wish you would try to learn well. I always advised his students. "
Ten years on, I understood what he wanted message. There are bad things, but can not be changed by anger. Love and creativity is what is helping you change yourself, change the people.
Thank the teacher for special teaching methods helped me mature. Thank you teacher!
 
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