Ithappened8yearsago.Intheendofmiddleschool,Ifailedthehighschoolentranceexamtoallthepeople’ssurpriseDepression,shame,despairandconfusedemotionsallcameoverme.Afterpainfulconsideration,Ifinallychosetohaveanotherthird-yeargradewithlow-gradestudents.Thingswerenotgoingwell.Imetsometrouble.Low-gradestudents’textbooksweredifferentfrommine.SoIhadtoborrowthemfromstudentsofotherclassesbeforemyclasseveryday,oreveneveryclass.IwassoshamedwhenIcametoborrowthembecauseitalwaysremindedmeofthefailure.What’smore,Icouldn’tborrowonesometimesbecausemanystudentsneededtoreviewtheirhomeworkwiththeirbooks.ThenallIcoulddowastobeseatedconfusedlyandembarrassedly(Icouldn’tfollowtheclassbecauseIdidn’thavetextbooks.)whenwehadclass.Thismademefeelmorenegative.Ifeltbadeverydaybecauseofthistrouble.Youcanhardlyimaginethesituation.Oneday,mymathteacherwhohadbeenappreciatedmecalledmetohisoffice.Iwasconfusedandcouldn’tthinkofareason.Hediscussedsomemathquestionswithmeandtalkedaboutmyrecentlearningsituation.AtthemomentIsteppedoutofthedoor,hecalledmewithtextbooksinhishandandsaid,“Isendyouthesebooksandhopeyoucanmakefulluseofthem.”Ifrozeatthesewordsforafewsecondsandthenturnedaroundtotakethemoverandleftinahurry.Therewerenootherwordsexceptathankyou.BecauseIwasafraidhewouldseemyuncontrollabletears.Ineverneededtoborrowbooksanymore!Iadjustedmymoodanddidmybesttostudyandpassedtheexamwithaperfectscore.Irememberitclearlyeventhoughithaspastsolongago.YoumaynotunderstandhowmovedIwasatthattime.Itishishelpthatencouragesmetopersisttotheend.Itishishelpthatmakesayounggirlfindherconfidenceagain.Itishishelpthatmakesadepressedheartgetthroughthemostdifficulttime.EverytimewhenIrecallit,Ijustwanttosay,“thankyou,mydearteacher!”