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 "That's why you do it," said the saying very well with the teachers' thanks to each of us. For me, the teacher makes me a lot of deep memories that Mr. Huy, my homeroom teacher in the class 5. I class 5, the age I brought in his wildness, the custody of him young man. I quit my studies, according to the flood of this place to another, fighting, teasing, stealing around ... from an obedient gentle, I became a bad baby, not watching the sky tall The soil is thick. My parents are very sad, Mr. Huy is also very sad. But he himself tried to pull me again, advised me, took me out of the social mud, he shrewded, just told me, helping me overcome difficulties, to become a good child and a bravery like a day today.

No teacher, you made it" a sentence that clearly shows the gratitude of teachers to each of us.For me too, the teacher who makes me have the most profound memories is Mr. Huy, the homeroom teacher. mine in 8th grade. I was in 8th grade, the age I carried in me the extravagance and stubbornness of a young man. joking, stealing... From a gentle and obedient child, I became a naughty child, not considering the height of the earth, my parents were very sad, and Teacher Huy was also very sad. tried to pull me back, advise me, take me out of the mud of society, he shaped, taught me, helped me overcome difficulties, to become a good and brave child like today.