Got a funny and memorable incidence last Monday during election day. It happened that the in-charged teacher in the voting precinct I was designated to cast my vote was my fifth grade teacher in History. She was one of my favorite teacher back then. Of course she looks absolutely
different after 10 years.
When I saw her sitting in the middle chair, I’d like to greet her but I was too hesitant, I’m afraid that she won’t recognize me anymore if I introduce myself so I just opted to stay quite. Then when my turn come to signed she smiled at me and asked if I was one of her student before, ’cause she said I look familiar to her. So I told her that she’s right, I was one one of her student before.
It is pretty amazing that after nearly 10 years, she can still remembered me. I must say teachers have a really good memory.
