One year in C class was the nightmare of my primary school life... embarrassing "ear pulling" antics outside other classrooms or in the open compound where EVERYONE in school can see, sitting behind the classroom for weeks, sitting OUTSIDE the classroom for weeks... Those were the days when I came out with different ideas daily to skip class...

Displease she showed when I went out for trainings and competitions in primary school. Yet when i see her once a year during high school sports day, she will tell me how happy she is for my success in sports. Only than I realised scolding me, jeering at me, and embarrassing me was her way to care and to teach me in the absence of my parents during primary school.

Only a mere "thank you" was said to her at my high school graduation; and I moved on to a larger city and to another country. Never again I saw her since that day...

For the past years, visiting her had never crossed my mind even though I think of her as one of the teachers that really cared for my well being... It is a regret I will again have to live with...

A reflection of life... it is short and unpredictable. May郑老师rest in peace. God bless.