Warm page
In the twinkling of eyes, I finished my study in the
seventh
grade. All my classmates were expecting the incoming
summer while a piece of more exiting news coming.
This summer, some teachers from Taiwan would come
to our school and start a summer camp. All the
students were so happy and waiting eagerly. Finally,
the Taiwanese teachers came. We starred at them with
curiosity and greeted
them. They were so nice and warm, which touched our
hearts.
All the afternoon, we were so excited.
Finally the class bell rang, which we waited for so
long. Because the beginning of class meant the
beginning
of our formal communications with Taiwanese
teachers. All the students sat quietly and held
their breath to wait. All of a sudden, the door
opened. Several Taiwanese teachers with clean and
white shirt came into our classroom. We applauded
hardly and welcomed them with full enthusiasm. They
all smiled and make us feel no distance.
In
the following days, we learned from the teachers and
hang out with them. We gained knowledge and happy
time. They taught us about the outside world and
opened our minds. However, good time always went fast.
We had to say goodbye. Everyone cried. Those
teachers held our hands
and touched our heads – their hands were so warm.
Who said that teachers from cities weren’t
considerate? Who said that teachers from cities
weren’t enthusiastic? No, no one would say that.
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