I still remember my kindergarten teacher Mrs White. She 1 bright blue eyes, short dark hair, red lips and fair skin.
I don't remember much about what we learned in her class, but we used to 2 a lot. I would bring back what I wrote with so many 3. But no red corrections. And always a star. Sometimes even a ‘good!' That would fill my heart with happiness. But it 4 my mother, so one day when she went in to meet Mrs White for one of those Parent – Teacher meetings, she asked her why she never 5 my mistakes, and why she never red - pencilled in the right spellings of words or 6 grammatical errors.
Mom said Mrs White's 7 was: The children are just beginning to get excited about using words, about 8 sentences. I don't want to 9 that enthusiasm (热情) with red ink. Spelling and grammar can 10. The wonder of words won't.
I 11 now and think she must have been a rather extraordinary teacher to allow the joy, wonder and excitement of expression to 12. Because to bloom is better than not to bloom. And a bud (花蕊) once 13 never opens. May we all be so kind…
I used to 14 beautiful as baeutiful a lot. Thanks to Mrs White, I had no worry about writing what I meant even if I couldn't quite spell it out. 15 the e's and as settled into their right places.
