It has been thirty years since father first stood on the platform to be a teacher. He had taught from primary school to senior middle school. Father loves his students. A lot of students have been invited to stay at our home for all kinds of reasons. Father often goes out of his way to help them. As a head teacher, the class he instructed won all the honors. As a headmaster, father has devoted his time and energy to having two large school buildings built. These buildings, beautiful and useful, are the proud of my hometown. Under the leadership of father, the school is getting better and better. I like to go out with father because many people paid respect to him .No matter how crowded the bus is, there is always someone offering seats to us. How wonderful to be a teacher!  

    He is an understanding father, too. Father is so serious while working at school, but things are different at home. He is very kind and always tells jokes. His loud impressive laughter will last in my mind and never fail to giving me good mood. Father is not strict with my study and never lifted a finger to punish me instead he encourages me and does sports with me. My interests of all kinds of sports are owing to him. When comes to decision-making, father talks to me openly and lays out all the possibilities in front of me, then I shall have my own choice. Father wrote to me while I was away from him. His informative and persuasive letters, full of humor and wisdom, have accompanied me in dealing with all the kinds of problems on my way. It is so lucky to have such a father. I always think I want nothing better.

    It is not only a great gather but also a man struggling for life and devoting all he had to the education I respect most.