o⁵ gei³ dak¹ le¹, hai² zung¹ jat¹ go² -an⁶ si⁴ le¹, go² go³ baan¹ zoeng² ne¹
I remember that in my first year of secondary school, there was a form teacher
with the surname Leung, so we all called him Ta-Leung. This teacher was pretty interesting,
to students of all kinds, those who were studious, he expected us
his expectations were serious
so he, like, for example,
would want us in class half an hour early every morning.
because he had, he had a dedicated DT (Design and Technology) room, because he taught DT, so he had a DT room
So he demanded of us, that compared to the normal school time, we had to be there half an hour early.
So what we did in that half hour, well, he would return our permission slips. And well, because he taught math,
so if we had homework we’d do homework, like that.
but, uh, really, in actual fact, it wasn’t clear at all whether we really had to turn up that early, but he
really insisted that we did it,
to meet this target, like so
then if we were late, we’d even get punished. But in reality we weren’t even late; we were only late for the time he wanted us to turn up
so as for what the punishment was, I still remember that he
he’d punish us by making us write essays, so... even though I didn’t really understand why
but, I don’t have the impression that I ever got punished by him
so... when I was in lower secondary school, I didn’t like studying very much,
there was a period of time when I was quite slothful, until the third year of secondary school, I was like that
but, luckily, when I was in the third year of secondary school
I met a
rather enlightened teacher, he was my homeroom teacher, and he taught Chinese
because at the time, like I said, I didn’t really enjoy studying, and teachers back then really didn’t encourage me
so... but this teacher, well I’ll say this first of all, this teacher taught Chinese, and actually he was a really good teacher, and
so much so that I paid attention every time Chinese class came around
but this isn’t what was important
so...because like I just said, the teachers didn’t think much of me
but this teacher
although everybody thought that I couldn’t succeed, he
on parents’ day he directly, that is, in front of my mother he said
he said, he felt that I could succeed.
After hearing him say this, it made me
regain my self-confidence. From then on, I studied hard
and also because of this, I...
really enjoy Chinese and Literature, because he taught Chinese and he taught Literature.
after that, in upper secondary, I still took Literature with him
so...um...at that time, when I was in fifth year -- fourth and fifth year of secondary school, I had a homeroom teacher
him, actually I thought that he was a very good teacher
because he was a good communicator, and also treated students well
but, maybe at the time I was naive, and he taught me Chinese
because I thought that he wasn’t
as good as the previous teacher
so, I did not really like him then. So, at the time, I would often even
talk badly of him behind his back
so...thinking back on it as an adult
actually, I really regret that I had,
though I didn’t directly say these things to him
didn’t do anything to him, even though it was behind his back, I said some quite nasty things. So I am regretful
because now that I am older, I...
feel that, teachers are actually
should be given respect, especially...
I mean, like for us students of Chinese, regarding this
art of teaching, it should be given more respect.
therefore, really, um... I have always thought, to find an opportunity to tell him
I’m sorry, but I don’t know if he...
if he knew... I didn’t like him, or if he remembers this matter
but really I want to apologize to him.