Today is the special day of one of my favorite teacher when I was in fourth year high school. She was my English teacher. One sentence that I can describe her is that she's strict but such a very good teacher. As I was remember, we already knew what type of teacher she is though it's just the first day of our class to her. It's our first day of class to her when she returned the 1/4 sheet of paper of most of the class because we failed to wrote what she wanted to see in our mother's name. As days, weeks goes by, we have come to observed that from the first day we met her up to the day before her special day, she always wore a color black clothes. It made us to feel curious about it but no one of the class could ask her. July 14, 2009, that's the day we first saw her wearing a full white clothes. And we we're surprised to see her wearing that clothes. It seemed really good to her and very different from the previous clothes she's wearing. Few minutes later, while she was busy teaching us, her friend who was then my adviser and English teacher when I was in third year high school visited to our classroom and greet he "Happy Birthday" and kissed her on her cheeks. At first, we felt happy to see our former adviser in the middle of the quiet and serious class. And then, we were also surprised when we knew that they were friends and it's our English Teacher's birthday. What we did was we sang the happy birthday song. That was the first time we saw her smiling and very happy. And also the question that linger in our mind about the reason why she suddenly changed the color of her clothes.
