My Childhood 4
My Childhood 4
My Childhood 4
When I was 12 years old, 5th grade in elementary school, I met an unusual
homeroom teacher. She was famous for a notorious teacher because she was very
rigorous. I have an experience that I cried because of her. I was a math leader at
the class team. But one boy in my team did not listen to my order. And he did not
do his math homework. So I was scolded instead of him because I was a math
team leader. I cleaned the classroom 1 hour alone. After this event, I came to hate
that boy and teacher. I felt victimized because that boy was so selfish and teacher
did not care my situation. I still remember that boy’s name and face. Besides this
event, she made every students eat all meal service. Her rule included eating Kimchi
soup too. She also loved protection of environment. So she ordered students to
clean their dish with not new tissue but old tissue. Some parents hated her rule
She always gave book report homework. Students had to fill up one page
fully. It was too difficult mission for 12 years old. She also forced to read hard books
that did not include any picture and only included letters. At that time, I hate to
read a book. I only liked to read comic books. So I was always worried about this
homework. Once teacher gave lessons at the library. She said we had to choose
what we wanted to read and read that book. I did not like books, so I picked up a
thin book. I always had hated even a thin book. But this time was different. I felt
interested while reading that book. After this experience I started to find what I
wanted to read. My birthday and Christmas presents were always books because I
loved books.
had to write an essay, she always forced us to write an A4 paper fully back and
forth at least. At first, my essay was a mess. Because I was only focused on filling
up the minimum quantity. But when the time went by, filling up the minimum
became easy to me and I became enjoying the writing. My writing ability was
improved more and more. Finally, I won the writing contest for the first time. My
friends recognized my ability too. My favorite writing field was writing my own
novel. I liked romance and fantasy genre. So I used to imagine how to write my
novel and how to constitute the story line. I have this hobby yet. I was so tired for
1 year because of her. And I was relieved that I did not meet her at 6th grade. But
that teacher is the most impressive teacher I have ever met. And memories of that
times make me feel special. Thanks for her I love reading books and writing an
essay.
Her name was Gill Ga U and she was the oldest teacher at school at that
time. So she was stubborn and she made any troublemakers into quiet students.
She also made lonely students into students who had friends. When I was young,
I moved totally 3 times. The house I lived in when I was a baby was too small and
our family moved. The neighborhood where I lived when I was 8~9 years old was
poor and many rough students lived. My parent worried about that and we moved.
The house I lived in when I was 10~11 years old was great but parents thought
nearby middle school was not good. So my family moved again. I met that teacher
as soon as I moved. Because of many moves, I became a timid and quiet person.
So I could not make friends. When I could not make a study team at class, teacher
helped me to make the team and to make friends. I made many experiences with
those friends. But now I do not have those friends’ phone numbers. I miss them so
much now.
I hated that teacher very much. This fact does not change yet. But another
fact is added. I appreciated to teacher very much. She changed my habit. She
changed my life. If I did not meet her, I would not love books and writing. I also
would not know how to make friends. Changing habit made the present me. I
wanted to meet her again at Teacher’s Day. But she retired when I was 13 years
old. I cannot listen how she was living and is living. I do not have my 5th grade
classmates’ phone numbers. I cannot meet her right now but I hope she is healthy
heartily. I want to become a person who changes someone’s life like her.