Sir, still you remember the first time when I came to my high school? The first time you taught in our class? The first time you had to absent due to your sickness?
All the thing I remember to those questions are, first and second, I remembered all the things when you guided the male team and taught in our class, for your information, those made you my favorite teacher at the first time. Third, the first time you left us due to your sickness, it got me sad. So sad.
Still you remember the first time I won my competition, then met you after it? The first time I won my debate and met you the next day?
I was very happy to see you that time, after public speaking, still in the school, waiting for somebody, so that I could say to you that I won. So did when I firstly won my debate. You joked me, saying that you had to seize it since school prohibit the students to bring phone, but it was my first gift I got from a competition. I was very happy that time, to hear your second congratulations word. Nope, I was neither the best student nor the brightest one in the school. Hearing congratulations word...it was the thing that bright me up inside.
Still you remember when you left us due to your college?
I kept asking Mr. Izz about the reason why you didn't teach us. I knew it was a little secret, but thanks to him, it made me knew your sacrifice to keep teaching us here was big, painful, and sorrow. But, I knew that you wouldn't leave us just like that. You kept sending me motivation words after my big loss and another congratulations word for my sudden good news. I was thinking, Sir, maybe even when you were later couldn't meet your students anymore, you were still thinking of us like crazy. Maybe you would seek for our condition one by one.
Still you remember the first week I couldn't lift my head up due to his sudden death?
I was thinking of you although I even couldn't cheer myself up, so I asked all friends to cheer you up when you taught them in their class. Maybe, or it was the fact, you were sadder than me. When I couldn't make myself happy, I heard that you couldn't be sadder. Yeah, you've lost your favorite student. By seeing you that time, I was guessing maybe Mr. Izz or Mr. Dimas would be like that if one day they lost me. Maybe, but who knows?
Still you remember the 3 months full of sacrifices and fights for all of us?
You and all teachers together worked so hard to keep our motivation high. For now, maybe I regret for never working harder than what you all are expected to me, but again, thanks for understanding. I couldn't be happier when finally they officially announced that we passed it. All of us. I knew you were tired of lifting the male students to keep studying as you wanted, but didn't you feel relieved when we graduated? All of us?
Still you remember that cheerful day?
I knew maybe it would make a little pain for you and other teachers that next year, we won't be able to join the class anymore. We have to go and color our own futures. But, on the other side, you must be happy that we finally become an adult. You have done your task, Sir. It has finished a la de jure. But, de facto, you are still my favorite teacher. 'Til my last seconds in life, that fact won't change, will it?
Maybe, I will never know how you and other teachers recall me.
But the fact, here, I still recall you as the reason why I love Biology very much in my high school.
Sincerely yours,
Your student
Anissa Antania Hanjani
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