The teacher that I hate most is my Religious Studies teacher. Her name is Mrs Lee. She always scolds people who talks, stands up last to greet her and does not bring the textbook. Everybody hates her; we want to kill her.
One time, Mrs Lee told us to lower the curtains. One of them was already broken but she was not aware. We left the broken curtain for her to lower. She fell for it and for a moment she thought she had broken the curtain but soon realized the better. We laughed out loud (though quietly), but then she scolded the whole class. We think it was worth it.
I like my Chinese History teacher most. His name is Mr Lui. He is very funny (humorous). Every lesson, he tells us stories about Chinese History that are very interesting. He often tells jokes. Unlike Mrs Lee, he seldoms take it out on students.
Saturday, 30 October 2010
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