until the moment when I entered Miss King's basement.
beautiful decorated Christmas tree,
socks with big Santa Claus' head hanging on the wall.
different kinds of games and cards attracted by rows of students.
drinks, candy, chocolate, biscuit which u can hardly name,
even delicate pizza from Papa John's are prepared.
small gifts u can take,
calendar, colorful pencil, cards in which are Miss King's nice hand-writing
the two whole rooms are full of joy and laughters,
There also came many other foreign teachers i don't know,
together with their small kids who are quite lovely.
one small girl, with golden hair, wanting Miss King's Snoopy toy all day long,
and was surrounded by strange "brothers" and "sisters"
she didn't like the candy they gave her,
and was pulled gently by King and tought "ask them to give u money"...
i wanted to catch her face into my cellphone
she gazed at my money head tied on the phone and wanted it,
when refused by a "sister" with her because of her dirty hands,
she was UNHAPPY~~
my god, how can there be one such lovely guy in the world~~~~~~~~~
another small kid, is about 1 year old,
there is no need for her papa to hold her,
she just standed there, looking at everyone curiously with her cerulean eyes,
not wanting biscuit in your hand but just looking at u.
when asked questions, she did not answer either but still looked at u....
calm, quiet, a true young lady~~~~~
many familiar faces appeared again since that day of graduation.
they all came back to visit our kind teacher, and enjoyed the afternoon.
it's quite a pleasure to hear that
they've found right positions that belong to them.
it's getting dark and cold when i got out of the office.
i've joined such party twice.
last time, professor Cholker was carefully cutting the white turkey meat.
though that kind of thing wasn't delicious, it's really from it
that the atmosphere of Christmas as a holy festival was shown to us all.
Merry Christmas.
Another year is flying to pass.
