I haven't seen Mr Jenkins since I finished school, but I often think about him. I wasn't very good at most school (subject). I suppose I was a bit lazy and now I wish I'd done more work, (especial) in science. The only thing I could remember is where the rain comes ! But when I was 15 and went into Mr Jenkins' class, everything changed.
Before I (teach) by Mr Jenkins, science had simply been a subject full of strange words to me. I didn't know CO2 was. And I didn't really want to know, . I found it so boring and difficult. But Mr Jenkins made everything interesting. He used (explain) things which seemed difficult with lots of examples and in simple language. One day, he even took us outside, and we built a rocket! I remember that he let me pour some fuel(燃料)into the rocket, and then another student lit a match to set off. It was great fun.
I know that I wasn't a smart student, I was active in learning new things. Mr Jenkins made me feel that I had my own strengths. I was (interest) in the study of the stars and planets and he asked me to give a presentation to the class. Now I took a job as a science teacher like Mr. Jenkins.
