Everyone is full of memories of childhood. In particular, the first days of going to school, meeting and getting to know about many teachers and friends. Today will be unforgettable memories.
In the first days of school, I was praised by my teacher for my kindness to friends. I'm good at literature, but I'm not good at math. It is the subject I fear the most. Although the teacher helped me to do the homework more carefully, I was afraid of this subject, I did not understand the words she taught. Knowing that she changed her seat for me to sit next to Ha - one of the best students in math class - to study together. Working together in group exercises has helped me improve a lot. I learned your math method. Even in difficult problems, you also guide them on how to approach the problem and the appropriate solution. From a weak student in math, I started to have a passion and love for this subject.
Once in a math test, I couldn't do it. I sat fidgeting almost all day to solve. Ha saw that and wrote a draft. Then you wrap it up and gently give it to me. I feel very happy when you help me, but at the same time, I feel uneasy in my heart. Then I took the crumpled paper and put it on the desk. I suddenly remembered the teacher's words: "Failure is the mother of success". I don't want to keep being weak in math. Ha also urged me to take out the paper to copy. But I firmly refused and continued to think about how to do it. When there were only about five minutes left to finish the homework, the teacher's words suddenly appeared in my mind. When I was sketching the formulas I learned, I suddenly discovered that I had forgotten a calculation. I quickly corrected my homework. When the drum indicates the end of the test time, it is time for you to complete the test.
The teacher returned the test and I got an 8 - a result worthy of her efforts, Ha is also happy to see that she has studied better than before. Until now, every time I recall it, I feel joy in my heart.
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