When I mention someone I respect, the first thing that comes to mind is my primary school head teacher.
Her always neat appearance, sweet voice and beautiful face left a deep impression on me (in the eyes of our children, she is so beautiful! ) Now that I think about it, we like her! What we will never forget is her love for us and her equal and selfless love for each of our students.
In her class, we are all looking forward to her appearance. She stepped onto the platform, and we asked "Hello, teacher" in unison, which came from our young hearts.
I remember another time, she came to the classroom early for self-study and found that a classmate who was far away from home did not arrive on time. She said softly to the monitor, "He's coming. Tell him to come to my office."
The classmate later came back from the teacher's office with tears in his eyes and said, "The teacher asked me to ride her bike to school ..."
It turned out that this classmate's bike was broken, and the teacher handled the matter like this after asking.
I won't say much about the wonderful class of the teacher. What is even more memorable is her versatility.
Schools often organize various activities, such as singing competitions, poetry recitation, speech competitions, literary evenings, sports meetings and so on. It was all guided by her. Our class has always been the top of the school. Students in other classes envy us! Some students in other classes I know have said to me more than once, "I wish I were in your class ..."
We are also very proud of her! Not only do all activities strive for the first place, especially learning and discipline are well-known in the school, but we often win the glorious title of excellent class collective in the appraisal at all levels.
None of us can forget her-the person I respect-my teacher.