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Time Flies

It is 18 years since I started teaching English in this small town. It's a bit of a history. I have seen various types of students up to this day.

Now, I'm thinking of a student I taught more than a decade ago.

She entered my school when she was in the eighth grade. My first impression of the student was that the expression of her eyes was telling all about her strong will. Sure enough, she was a keen student. She did exactly as I advised her to, and made remarkable progress as I expected her to. As a teacher, I learned a lot from her. And if I were to choose the best students I've ever had, she would be, undoubtedly, the first nominee.

Today, her daughter, now a first grader, will come to my school as a new student.