Lakhasly

Childhood is one of the things that can shape a person's personality and future?I became very nervous and my hands started shaking and I couldn't continue, so the teacher started calming me down and told me that I was still young and had many years ahead of me, and she assured me that I could try again next year, she was confident that I would succeed, and while she was talking I started crying, she hugged me, comforted me and gave me a piece of chocolate, and I promised her that I would come back next year, and I went back to my class, she treated me like this even though she didn't know me before this meeting, as she was teaching in middle school, specifically the seventh grade, while I was in the sixth grade, and from that moment a deep affection developed for this teacher, and I was very excited to be one of her students in the seventh grade, and indeed in the seventh grade I memorized the section and read it to her and succeeded and was honored, I was very happy, and her lessons became my favorite, and I feel sad if she is absent from school, she was and still is my favorite teacher.One day, I decided to memorize a part of Amma, After I finished memorizing the part, I went to the teacher responsible for listening to the students' recitations and evaluating their memorization, but unfortunately I made many mistakes and forgot some verses.She remains my favorite teacher.

Childhood is one of the things that can shape a person’s personality and future، Childhood and its memories help us overcome the difficult days we go through. It also makes us learn from previous experiences and mistakes that develop ourselves. The most beautiful memory I have in my childhood was with my teacher Mona, from whom I learned a lot and this memory remained the most beautiful for me. When I was in elementary school, specifically in the sixth grade, my school held an annual ceremony to honor students who had memorized parts of the Holy Quran. Whenever I saw girls being honored, I felt envious and wished to stand by them during the ceremony. One day, I decided to memorize a part of Amma, After I finished memorizing the part, I went to the teacher responsible for listening to the students’ recitations and evaluating their memorization, but unfortunately I made many mistakes and forgot some verses. I became very nervous and my hands started shaking and I couldn't continue, so the teacher started calming me down and told me that I was still young and had many years ahead of me, and she assured me that I could try again next year, she was confident that I would succeed, and while she was talking I started crying, she hugged me, comforted me and gave me a piece of chocolate, and I promised her that I would come back next year, and I went back to my class, she treated me like this even though she didn't know me before this meeting, as she was teaching in middle school, specifically the seventh grade, while I was in the sixth grade, and from that moment a deep affection developed for this teacher, and I was very excited to be one of her students in the seventh grade, and indeed in the seventh grade I memorized the section and read it to her and succeeded and was honored, I was very happy, and her lessons became my favorite, and I feel sad if she is absent from school, she was and still is my favorite teacher. Today, as a university student, I still remember her with love. Even after I left school, I used to meet her by chance in Al-Aqsa Mosque, especially during the month of Ramadan. During one of our meetings, she mentioned the gift I gave her and told me that she still kept it. At that moment, I felt so happy. She is truly an amazing teacher. A small gesture from her made me love and relate to her. She remains my favorite teacher. This memory made me love learning more and realized that there are good people in this world. Her kindness and encouragement boosted my self-confidence and made me love learning and growing. She taught me not to give up just because I failed once, but to keep trying until I reach my goal. So, thank you to every teacher who never underestimated their students. This memory is the most beautiful in my childhood because it taught me a lot.