January 2nd 2011 archive

My Teacher

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It is that time of the year again. The time to make resolutions for the future and the time to recall past to take some lessons…

I have lots of plans again. However, the thing that I want to share now is a bit different…

I’m thinking about my 4th grade teacher… I have been thinking about her since my kids started 4th grade this year.

Most probably she isn’t alive now.bomonti

Mrs Garabetyan was my 4th and 5th grade teacher…

She was a tall, middle aged lady with short wavy grey hair. She was elegant. No, not in that sense that she was wearing fashionable clothes. When I was a kid, fashion was not as important as it is today. People didn’t have hundreds of pullovers and skirts. Yet they could still look elegant…

She was elegant as a lady. She would wear turtle neck grey pullovers and a long chain with a round pendant.

She was fair, she was hardworking…

In the Friday afternoons, she would choose a book from the class library and read it to us. We used to listen to her attentively because she had a lovely voice. From time to time she would stop and ask a question from the book or would ask our opinion. It was fun to wait for those Fridays.

She was the oldest teacher of the school but I never felt I needed a younger one. She was young in spirit. I think I was lucky to have her. I learnt so many things from my lovely. She was incomparable, she was a role model…

Well, when I think about her, I remember her enthusiasm, patience and affection…