walking back..
I went to my old school, the middle school back again today. It was like a confusion feeling. Was I supposed to be sad or happy?
Actually, I was there only for 3 months when I moved here. But, I met those nice people with a good heart over there, and I was blessed.
It felt great to see your old school again, remembering all the good times that you had in that school. But, the sad thing was most of my teachers weren’t there anymore. New faces of teachers and students that I never known were there.
However, My English teacher was there. When she saw me, she gave me a big hug. The first thing she said was, like everyone who haven’t seen for a while say, "wow..your hair got so long!!". Yep..That’s what the first thing she told me (lol)
And, I saw Mr.B ..my social study teacher who thought I liked Ben Franklin from the American history book. (Actually, "not"). He is a short person with deep blue eyes and super nice. When I saw his face, I realized he got a lot older. We didn’t have time to chat but he asked me, "Are you still good at math?". I smiled, "yes, sir".
Although I didn’t see them all, the old school reminded me the memory of good old times.
