Recently,Iworkedasateacher,thechanceofferedbyasweetandyoungcouple,wifebeingahighschoolteacherandhusbandahandsomecommander.Theytreatedmeasalittlesister.OnThursdayJune2,2011,Imetthewomanforthefirsttime.Shewaitedformeattheeastgateofouruniversityinabluecar.Thatwasahotday;later,Igottoknowitwas41degree.Itwasapleasantexperiencetotalkwithher.Ilikedhersweetvoice.Shedrovemetothelittleclassroom.Ontheway,sheaskedmetointroducemyselfinEnglish.Iwasveryrelaxedatthattime.Afterabriefself-introduction,weexchangedouropinionabouteducation.Itwasajoyfulltalking.ShegavemesomesincerelypracticalsuggestiononhowtoimprovemyEnglishproficiency.Iwasmovedbecauseonlythosewhocaredaboutyouandexpectedyoutobebetterwouldoffertheirsuggestion.Andthenshetoldmesomelifeexperiencesofhers,thattheyfellinlovewithherhusbandinhighschoolandgotmarriedsoonaftertheygraduatedfromuniversity.Atthebeginning,asanewlygraduate,shewaskindoffrustratedthatshecouldn’tfindajob.Thus,shetooktolistentoVOAeverydaytoimproveherabilityofEnglishlistenningandspeaking.Finally,shefoundajobinahighschoolinWuhu.Afteralongdriving,wefinallygottoherhomeandhersmallclass.Sheexplainedsomebasicalinformationaboutthegamessheplayedwithherstudents.Themostinterestingpartappliedinhereducationmethodwaswhoeverperformedwellwouldgetastickerm.Thisremindedmeofmychildhood.Shealsomentionedaboutthecharactersofherthreedifferentclasses.Judgingfromhertone,Icouldfeelthatshelikestudentsinthe4thgradeforthemost.Andthen,sheledmeupstairstothemagicsmallroom.Thoughthehousewassmallbutwell-equipted:brightlight,abigeletronicfan,highquaIitychairsandasmallblackboard.Shepassedallthebooksandpaperstome,emphasisingthatpatiencewasofgreatimportanceforeducation.So,thatwashowIgotthisjob.IgotthejobinThursday,andstartedmyjobinFridayafternoon.Ihadtoreadthroughthematerialsandgradehomeworkandexaminationpapers.Oneofmyroommatesofferedtohelpmegradepaper.Ididn'tgotobeduntilmidnight.IgotupearlyonSaturdaymorning.Itcostmeonehourandtwentymintuestogettherebybus.Chencalledmetotellmethatonestudent’dgotkeyandopenedtheclassroom.BythetimeIgottotheclassroom,studentshadbeencharting.Wemeteachotherforthefirsttime.Iwentinsideandfoundaplacetositdown.Studentsfixedtheirwateryeyesonme,onegirl,alittlefatbutinalovelyway,asked,“Whoareyou?”ItoldthemthatIwasgoingtobetheirnewteacher.“WhereisMzChen?”IsaidshewasotherwiseengagedasMzChenhadtoldme.“Whichschooldoyouteachin,12thschool,8thschool?”Ikeptquiet.AndthenIaskedwhydidyouhavesomanyquestions.“Wearechildren,wearecurioused.”IstoppedhertherebeganmyclassaswhatIhadprepared.Everthingwentsmoothly.Youneverknewwhatthechildrenwouldbringtoyou.Duringclass,amaninblueuniformopenedthedoorquietlywhileIwasexplainingsomegrammarwithachopstickinfingerswritingontheblackboard.Afterclass,studentstoldmethatthemanwasMzChen’shusband.Ihappenedtoknowthatherhusbandwas31yearsoldduringlunch.IwasveryshybecauseIwasnotgoodatdealingwithpeople.HetoldmethatIbehavedlikeherlittlesister.“Letmetellyouwhatyoucansay.Youcangreetpeople.”Indeed,IalwayswonderedwheatherwhatIsaidwasproper.SoItried