i’m not writing today just to backbite a professor which probably, is the reason some people write about their teachers and post it in the net.
In fact, I m here in the opposite way. I’m writing to pay tribute to a professor. Not that he/she’s dead, but i kind of miss her at times.To give you a hint about who she is, she was my teacher during the first semester(The other clue is the title). She gives us very remarkable discussions which I admit, sometimes gave me those unbearable chills. My nerves take over my brain and when it’s time for me to answer, I just blabber jokes which surprisingly makes her laugh and even remember my name the whole semester. Learning was really fun. I’m never sleepy during her class. In fact, I sweat the whole time, like I was constipated the whole period.
ooh., in case you are wondering, I don’t have a certain infatuation with this prof! I’m 100% girlash. You see, she teaches in quite a weird way, but in the totality it was amazingly fun.
I admit, I’ve almost forgotten the lessons we had in that sem, but her smiling face was tattooed on m y mind.
