Today is the day 17/11 now. Still three days left until the date of constitution of the Church of Vietnam. My heart back toward him, her. Those that I have run out of ink loves. Teacher, she is the parent's second child. The devoted teacher experience, dedication of a lifetime teaching belly standing on the coax. Looking forward for you are older than him. I have absolute confidence in you. Show me mistakes but with the wisdom of that time, I could not recognize. Giving the very high intelligence solutions, helps children overcome the mess of his own heart and life around. She is for children all love unbounded. Love from her heart with children as source of fresh streams, cool.
I have very happy for that. Master and her love for children unconditional fathers, mothers. And the great responsibility of teachers who do more with my life.
He very cleverly se sky conditions. Two noble man, full of mercy, charity does, to be a perfect couple of the world. She just wanted to date both spouses are retired. To the couple was soon dark side. Yet his real heaven for everything anyone ever. She and he had five month old baby happy family, laurel. Then to old age, he was already welcomed to heaven he made a saint before. Leave her alone with nostalgia as mad, as mad about him. Poor daughter too ...
I'm just a stupid pupil, isolated. That grace, reliance on the help of great teachers, nothing compensated. Is that she, who lived beside the master, great man all these years? She had suffered a stroke when he died. Saw her son injured and hurt too! I just wish I had more ability, wealth, position to help her more. It is given by trustee will of his words, before going away.
20/11, the child has not yet been able to visit her school. Though my heart wanted to send to her a meaningful gift. Because you know, when away from the pulpit many years, the gifts of older workers 20/11 student will become invaluable. Especially when he went away! But I now have great sleazy she sir. The work that you pursue are progressing very well. But I need some more time. For the more mature and mature society. I want her to be happy to see pupil stupid to have a successful year yet aesthetic perfection. Her wait another year her son offline! Begs her not to like him, leave me out of place in the eternal right to house the day I visited him, her. Thanks and showing little children labored performance achieved in the study. ...
I still have the baby alone. You always want everything to be perfect. To not fail because of its too perfectionist. You need better and progress every day. Thank you and she, two teachers and greatest role model that I know. The teachers gave me a huge motivation to rise, progress. Con really thank teachers and her. What I feel most regret during his lifetime schooling, is made of teacher and her students!
Author: Pham Thi Hoi
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