A History Class

Yesterday was a day with the least classes that I have ever attended since I entered the college.There were only two---two history classes in the afternoon,for that the two Accouting classes were suspended on a short notice.

After Group 3 having done their report on Myanmar Saffron Revolution,the teacher gave them some suggestion and told the whole class that because there would be something emergent for her to deal with,she would dismiss the class before three o'clock.Then she told us several stories,true stories which happened around her.

The teacher have helped many students who have ever been stucked in a hard time in their lives.She did so many good deeds yet God did not repay her equally.Her daughter was diagnosed as a strange disease which cannot be cured presently.I may not remember all stories she told,but this one impressed me very much.I was moved when the teacher described the symptoms her daughter suffered from.I felt so sorry that such a lovable girl should ccome down with that incurable illness,with only two hundred and more in the world suffer from it.

Thanks to this class,though it lasted just about an hour,I did learn a lot of philosophy of life from it.And thank you,teacher,I feel that it's a true blessing to own a healthy body and have so many people care about me.I will always cherish what I have,forever...