Thursday, September 13, 2012

My Teacher, My Hero

          As I enter our classroom for fourth year, I met our adviser. Her name is Mrs. Elizabeth Quitoriano. My first impression to her is she was so strict and would not allow us to have practice when we join a school base competition but then it seems not.

            One morning when we’re having a class, she made a joke for us then all of a sudden we felt that we are all laughing already that it seems to disturb the other classes. When we’re participating a contest, she allows us to have practice and give a moral support for us.

          Before, when we’re noisy, she always have sermon to us but now no more. It’s like she was already used in that trait of us. One time when we’re having our periodic test and we’re that very serious and are focus of what we are answering, suddenly, she said that Enzo Martinelli is watching us. When we already catch it up, we’re all laughing again because the one she had said was the printed picture of Enzo Martinelli who we get the name of our section.

          Having her as our adviser is really great. We enjoyed a lot those days that we’re having our discussions. We had a lot of so much fun with her jokes that are not corny and “havey” as we call it. In behalf of her being strict teacher and wants our discipline always, inside and outside, she’s good person and very joyful, kind and other good traits that she have.

           Maybe after this year, we’ve already forgot the topics that we discuss but the lessons and good morals that we learned from her will remain in our heart and mind. And in that way, I can now count her as a hero.

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