Tham Thảo
Time flies so fast, ten years have passed. Now that I am a student, I return to visit my dear junior high school. The path that led me to school took a strange change, making me unrecognizable. The road is paved flat, far from the road full of stones and potholes. The roof of the school appeared in the morning mist. The school gate in the past, the paint faded because of rain and sun, now it has been repainted. Stepping into the schoolyard, I saw a whole forest of ancient trees. The phoenix tree planted by my class is now big enough. Wow! It grows really fast, the trunk is huge, the foliage spreads as if to cover a corner of the schoolyard. I sat under the tree and looked at the school. My block of houses with class 7A has now been rebuilt, much more beautiful and spacious. The house has glass doors, marble floors, ceiling fans and electric lights in the room. From afar, I heard a familiar and loving voice in class 7A. As I moved closer, the schoolboys and girls sitting by the window looked at me with surprised eyes. I stood by the window looking in and saw a thin and tall figure, shoulder length hair, I recognized her as Miss Nga, she used to be the homeroom teacher when I was in seventh grade. I stood listening to her lecture and recalled the feeling of listening to her teach. I will never forget the lessons she taught.
Tham Khảo:
The school's fiftieth anniversary took place last week. I had the opportunity to visit my beloved middle school again after ten years of separation. Still the roof of Ban Mai Middle School, but there are many changes after many years. From the outside looking in, it looks so big and beautiful. The school gate is made of iron, and above it is a signboard with the school's name on it. When entering the schoolyard, which is paved with bricks, it is very spacious but there is not a single piece of trash. The canopies of mother-of-pearl, phoenix, and mausoleum trees stand tall on the school grounds, full of trees familiar to students' age.The school building and two classrooms. Each block has three floors. Still the familiar rows of houses. But they have been remodeled to become more spacious. The outside of the rows of houses are painted with golden yellow paint. Inside the classrooms are also more comfortable, windows and doors painted in beautiful blue.The classrooms are not only full of learning equipment. It is also equipped with projectors, air conditioners... At this time, the atmosphere of the celebration is exciting. Many generations of students who have grown up from this school have returned. Today, the teachers are all dressed very formally. The girls wear crimson long uniforms. The teachers wear casual pants and white shirts. Everyone's faces were happy to see their students again. I also met my old homeroom teacher. I happily hugged her. She kindly asked about my health and work. Her image in memory with the present has not changed. She is still as young as before, smiling to greet us. Old friends who have not seen each other for a long time now have the opportunity to meet again. We are all more mature. Everyone is successful in a different way. Smiles, photos are what remains after the meeting. The school celebration is precious. We feel like we are back in our school years. I love so many middle schools - the place that has kept so many of my beautiful memories.
