To a very special teacher (II)

Thank you.

So much.

Thank you for everything that you have done, continue to do, and will do for all of your students. You are the Head Of Department. And in everything you do, I think you deserve that position, more than anyone else. Maybe cuz my mommy is also some kind of Head across the bridge, so I get to see just how much work there is behind this very prestigious position of yours.

Sometimes, it may seem that we don't know how much effort you put into teaching us, but really, we appreciate everything that you do, and all that you are.

I remember, when Maggie was still with us, she told me how much she disliked you. You know, it hurts real bad, cuz I love you a lot. And I think she had known that too, but it's ok. I mean like you always told me, no one can please everyone. So I just sat there next to her, just the two of us, in the classroom, right after your lesson. And I just listened to her complaining and whining and just venting. It hurts, but I understand. And perhaps you will never know that you are part of the reason why she left us, but I don't want you to know. I think you know that you're not perfect, but really, to me, you are! So after Maggie left, you came to ask me whether or not I knew the reason, and I just told you about her stress, her workload, and basically academic stuff, with a little bit of parent's high expectations. I hope you'll never know what really happened.

But you know, I really think that Maggie didn't get to see the other side of you. I know I'm biased, so whatever wrong you do, I'll always come up with a valid reason to back you up when my friends say not-so-nice stuff about you. But I do believe that everyone has a dark side, I just choose not to see yours. And I hope that Maggie will one day see your intentions in doing what you have done, and realise how much you actually love her.

Maggie, I love you a lot. And I'm so happy that you're happy. But I hope that one day, you'll look back and forgive Ms Chua, and yourself. You know, we all love you, and perhaps you hate some of the memories you had here, I still hope that somehow, you'll smile when you think about our shared moments.

Thank you for your love. From the very first time I met you, I liked you, because of your "warmness". And now, I really love you. And you know, I'll look forward to level assembly every Thursday, cuz you would sit next to me, and when the speaker gets boring, you'll have small talk with me :p

You're more than a teacher, and I think that's why mommy says that you're one-of-a-kind. :)

You're a friend, and after lessons, you made it clear to me that I can look for you whenever, just to talk. But I'll never go bother you with my worthless worries. But whenever we talk, I could share with you like a friend, and that has never happened to me before, cuz to me, teachers are in a different world from us students. But you're different. I remember Allison once told me, that I talk to you like a friend. Well thinking about it, I plead guilty to that. And that's why I love you -you treat me like a friend-

You're my school mommy, just like you call me your daughter. You know, I really love that, for all the reasons. You care for all of us, in every single way, and honestly, sometimes that makes me jealous. But that's just me... I remember how my closer and more daring friends will request you to hug me, and you actually never did, until the last day of school. But as much as you hugged me, you hugged the rest of us too... But yup, that's just the selfish side of me that we shall not explore for now.

You're my inspiration. Really, from all those long talks that we have had together, I've seen so much more about you. And all those things that you've told me, I remember all of them, and I promise, I'll never forget them. You teach more than what's on the book, and really go all out to make sure that our welfare are all taken care of. And that's rare, especially with your heavy workload. Whenever I say thank you to you, you always tell me that you've not done much. But really, you just don't know how much you've done, and how much you've influenced me, inspired me, and just how much you've taught me.

These little things, you never noticed how much I payed attention to them, or at least I thought that you didn't see how much I actually observe you. But no matter what, I love you.

So thank you for everything that you've done.

Thank you.

So much.