Perhaps in every person's life there are teachers, but throughout life, we may never find people like them. They are dedicated people who always think about their beloved students. I also have a homeroom teacher like that and I will probably never forget her for the rest of my life.

It was Ms. An, a very young teacher who taught literature. On the first day when she entered my class, she wore a white ao dai, she looked so young and dynamic. She spent the first period getting to know the class and introducing herself. Right from the first class, she gave me a completely different conception of literature. Literature has always been an extremely difficult subject for me, but every word she explains makes me feel like I'm entering another world, a world where I can fully imagine and tell me more about it. emotional love in all aspects of society. She does not reject or criticize poor students like me, but she even cares and teaches enthusiastically.Soon the final exam was approaching and I wasn't sure how to cope when that afternoon she came with some documents in her hand and she said she would tutor me. The final exam came and a week later Ms. An announced the score, I was really surprised and couldn't believe my eyes was a bright red nine. I thanked her very much and since then literature has become one of my favorite subjects. She is my second mother and if not exaggerated, she is the one who gives me a completely new life. She is not a luxurious or aristocratic person, but she is very close, as simple as the students she is teaching and that is what makes poor students like us feel love for her. to strange. She also had a not very good life when she had to raise a younger brother who was in college, but when we were on leave, she always came to visit and comfort her and always brought her when it was a box of cakes or a box of milk. My teacher is like that, so sincere and rustic.

The lessons she taught me I will never forget. Her image and the kind words she taught us will always be etched in my mind