Fortune telling problem

The word Mr. Liu is usually synonymous with sternness and unsmiling, but in my eyes, I am lucky to have a perfect teacher.

The teacher in my eyes is a female teacher with long black hair. When she walks, her long hair is flowing, giving people a natural, exquisite and simple feeling. At the same time, she also has big bright eyes. She is 1.65 meters tall, neither light nor heavy. Walking on campus, people will say, "Look, that's the teacher of Class xx. Really beautiful. "

In my eyes, the teacher is a fluent and standard Mandarin speaker who can't speak dialects and swear words, so students won't say those ugly words.

The teacher in my eyes is a gentle person. She will never scold us rudely or punish us in any way. She will talk to us in a gentle tone, so that we will have no pressure.

The teacher in my eyes is sometimes a very strict person. If there is anything wrong with us, she will criticize us mercilessly and reason with us. Let's be careful not to make the same mistake again next time.

In my eyes, the teacher is a humorous person. She can play a few jokes on us during the intense study, so that we can relax in class. At the same time, our spirit will be improved and the efficiency of class will be high.

The teacher in my eyes is a person who makes mistakes occasionally, but will correct them in time. For example, she sometimes wrongs a classmate, and she will apologize to that classmate, just like between classmates, no matter how big or small, she will correct her mistakes.

In my eyes, the teacher is a warm-hearted and kind teacher. She can be enthusiastic about students in trouble and try her best to help them. When she meets some students who are deficient in some aspects, she will not be sarcastic, but help them make up lessons so that no one will fall behind.

The teacher in my eyes is a person who can become good friends with students. She can play with us when we play; Work hard with us when studying; When we are happy, be happy with us; When we are sad, we try our best to persuade.

Most importantly, my teacher is a well-read and well-informed person. She can talk to us about the past and present, let us know more knowledge and hear more new things, so that our study life will be more colorful.

Having said that, everyone must think that it is impossible to have such a perfect teacher, but it is so perfect in my eyes.

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Imitate teacher Fujino and write my teacher's 800-word composition.

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Imitate Mr. Fujino by Lu Xun and write a short article about your teacher of more than 800 words.

Mr. Tang, a 70-year-old man, is in excellent spirits. He is about 1.8 meters tall and still walks like a violin. Gray hair, wearing a pair of deep myopia glasses, completely academic. Teacher Tang is my resident student and Chinese teacher in Grade Two. He is one of the most respected teachers in my life and an inspiration to me all my life. 1962 was the second year of three consecutive natural disasters in China, and the summer vacation lasted for three months. When the fall semester started, I took my father's ten dollars to school and signed up first (remember that the whole cost was twenty-two dollars at that time). A week later, the school urged the students who were in arrears to go back and get the money. Go home on Saturday afternoon and go back to school empty-handed on Sunday night. There is no money at home, and I know very well: in less than a year, the cost of treating my uncle in Nanjing and my uncle's death have left my family in debt. But my father still promised me that he would get together in town on Tuesday and he would try to send me money. I don't remember how I went to those classes on Tuesday morning. Sitting in that class, I looked out of the window from time to time, hoping to see my father soon. I always wanted to know how my father got the money ... absent-minded, and the third Chinese class was clearly seen by the careful teacher Tang. After class, Mr. Tang came to see me and asked me with concern why I didn't pay attention in class. I hung my head and blushed and told him that my father was going to send money. "Well, let me meet your father later." Teacher Tang patted me on the shoulder with a smile. Just halfway through the fourth class, I finally saw my father's figure from the window. My father is carrying a seemingly heavy straw basket. After walking around in front of my classroom, he sat under a tree on the playground far from the classroom, waiting for me to finish class. After the bell rang, I rushed out of the classroom and went straight to my father. Seeing me, my father stood up slowly, holding a small ticket in his left hand that I counted many times. When he got there, his father looked embarrassed and said, "Alas, today is really not satisfactory. Ten kilograms of tobacco leaves only sell for more than four kilograms. " The chicken was supposed to be sold, but it laid another egg. "My dad reached under the chicken in the basket and pulled out a preserved egg, which was not very big, red and bloodshot." I don't want to sell it, even if I sell it, I can't make that much money. "My father's eyes avoided me, showing all kinds of helplessness. I stood at a loss, wondering: it's a pity that the chickens that laid eggs were sold, but how to sell tobacco leaves? That's my father's "food ration" for a year! Then my dad said, "son, I'll talk to the leaders of your school and see if this money can be delayed any longer." I will definitely give it after autumn. " I still stood quietly, "alas! Dad really can't do anything. Otherwise, the school and I decided to take a year off and have money next year. Dad will definitely send you to school again. "Silent for a long time ..." Ah, eldest brother, are you the father of Wuxing? "An amiable voice sounded behind me." Yes, yes, you are ... "Father was caught off guard." Ah, Mr. Tang! "I quickly turned around and let out a cry. Oh, you are Mr. Tang, the child's head teacher. That's good, that's good! ""Did you send money to the children? ""... "Father was speechless and bowed his head. Suddenly, I held up the small ticket in my left hand: "Much worse! No, I'm discussing dropping out of school with my children. " "Drop out of school? "Teacher Tang looked a little surprised." The child is still young, and going back can't help. ""I don't want my children to do anything, but I really can't consider the tuition money ... "So my father told Mr. Tang about the practical difficulties at home. Mr. Tang was silent for a while and said to his father, "well, I'll talk to the school leaders about your family's difficulties and see if there is any way." I will try my best not to let the children lose the opportunity to learn. "When leaving, Mr. Tang paid me half a catty meal ticket and fifty cents food stamp, and told me to go to the teacher-student road to buy rice for my father and then go back. We can't refuse again and again, we can only be grateful. On Thursday afternoon, Mr. Tang called me to his office and told me that with the consent of the school leaders, all my tuition and miscellaneous fees were exempted and I was given a scholarship of 2.50 yuan a month. Great, then you don't have to worry about the monthly agency fee and steamed rice fee. Then Mr. Tang took me to the Academic Affairs Office to get my new book back. After school on Saturday afternoon, I asked the monitor for leave, skipping and singing all the way back to my home more than ten miles away. The whole family was overjoyed to hear such a good thing. Father said with emotion, "Teacher Tang is really a good man, son. You met him, just like the fortune teller said, you met a' noble person'. Yes, Mr. Tang is the' noble' you bumped into! "Since then, for this hard-won learning opportunity, I have studied hard and made rapid progress, ranking first in my class. Teacher Tang always cares about me, and he will give me timely encouragement for every progress I make. He also asked me to pay attention to the "combination of work and rest" and take part in more cultural and sports activities. But at that time, I was so weak that I couldn't throw a basketball into the hoop under the fence. So Mr. Tang taught me to play two beards in some extracurricular activities. After a semester, my erhu is really organized. How many times have I performed in the class entertainment party? In a blink of an eye, it was the summer of June 4, and I was nearing junior high school graduation. I don't seem to hesitate to pursue further studies after graduation. Considering my family difficulties, I enrolled in a secondary school and came out to work early (the countries that graduated from secondary schools also had assignments at that time). I am most optimistic about "Chengdu Meteorological School" for one and a half years, with a monthly salary of 29.5 yuan. Secondly, "Huai 'an Normal School" came out as a primary school teacher for three years. I filled out the application form with confidence and handed it in. At that time, I took the exam voluntarily, which was not so complicated now. The next morning, a classmate informed me: "Mr. Tang wants you to go to the Chinese teaching and research group." "I didn't think about anything and went directly to the Chinese teaching and research group. At first glance, my head teacher, Mr. Wu, is also there. It was Mr. Tang who spoke first. He has the "application form" I filled out in his hand: "Did you fill out this volunteer yourself?" I am embarrassed to say "yes". Teacher Tang asked again, "Have you consulted Mr. Wu, the head teacher? "I was speechless and only shook my head gently." Yes, the teacher has trained you so hard, hoping you can have a good development, but you don't even discuss the important matter of entering a higher school with the teacher, and you don't ask for his advice. Ok, fill it out again. "I returned to the classroom with a blank volunteer book, thinking about how to fill it out. The shadow of that difficult family is always inseparable from my sight. I made up my mind, and with the hope of working early, I reversed the No.1 and No.2 technical secondary schools in my original volunteer and filled in our school in the third column. At about four o'clock in the afternoon, I was once again called to the Chinese teaching and research group, or Mr. Tang and Mr. Wu, or Mr. Tang spoke first: "Alas, why do you always want to go to that technical secondary school at such a young age?" "I was just about to say family difficulties when Mr. Tang stopped me:" You have to say family difficulties. Working early can reduce the burden on the family, but why not think about the country? How much did the country spend to train you? This manpower and material resources need you to make greater development and make greater contributions to the country in the future. Well, there is no need to say more about the truth. Don't you just have difficulties at home? There will be more scholarships in high school. Cut more grass and bask in the sun in the summer vacation, sell some money and prepare for the start of the new school year. "Mr. Tang tore up my second letter of application in front of me. I didn't fill out the volunteer form again. Maybe the teacher filled one out for me. On the eve of graduation, on July 8th and June 4th, I joined the Communist Youth League. The introducers are Mr. Wu, my class teacher in grade three, and Mr. Tang in grade two. In the autumn of June 4th, I successfully entered the senior middle school of our school. Tuition and miscellaneous fees are free, and there are three and a half grants every month. 1in the early summer of 966, an unprecedented cultural revolution kicked off in the whole country, followed by a sensation in schools. The suspension of classes caused a "revolution", and many teachers were struggling, including Mr. Tang. Since that year, colleges and universities all over the country have stopped enrolling students, and the university dream that the teacher painstakingly described for me has also become a bubble. 1977, after ten years, the Cultural Revolution came to an end, and the news of resuming the college entrance examination inspired the hearts of many young students. In ten years, I went from a farmer to a teacher to a soldier in the army. Finally, I went to a factory and became a worker because of the "unwarranted" "social relationship" problem. But at the first time when the college entrance examination resumed, I received a thick copy of the college entrance examination review materials from Mr. Tang, and asked me to go to him for a college entrance examination review class composed of some junior three students every Saturday afternoon. In order to thank Mr. Tang for his concern, I went to him, thanked him sincerely in person, and participated in the review for a period of time. Later, due to the difficulties of small families, and more importantly, the comfort of the status quo (iron rice bowl), I finally failed to give up the opportunity of high altitude as the teacher wished. But who would have thought that 20 years later 1997, the "iron rice bowl" I held for nearly 30 years was finally completely broken. At the age of 50, I took to the streets and opened up a new world for my livelihood. From then on, every time Mr. Tang saw me, he always showed his regret and more or less apology to me. Yes, Mr. Tang's kindness in his early years changed the trajectory of my life, but I never thought of blaming Mr. Tang. I have always been grateful. It was not Mr. Tang's concern that gave me the opportunity to go back to class and learn more knowledge. It was also the knowledge I learned later that made me make great progress on the stage of life and have the skills to contribute to society. Teacher, I really appreciate you, forever!

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Imitate teacher Fujino and write a teacher's composition in 600 words! ! !

For us students, the first task is to study. So, who is paying for our study in obscurity? Is the teacher who gets along with us day and night! In my memory, every teacher is so kind. They are always so obedient to our study and meticulous in their work. The teacher's life has been dedicated to the podium ... this sacred land has enriched my life experience. Although it is not as beautiful as beautiful flowers and as pure as winter snow, it is rich and beautiful. Beautiful flowers bloom in this sacred land, so that all Hangzhou can smell this moving fragrance, thanks to this sacred land. Teachers are sacred, great, pure and noble. Teachers have paid too much for us, working day and night and being busy day and night. Every time, when we step into disappointment, you will do your best to help us; When we succeed in everything, you will celebrate and cheer with us ... Yes, a teacher is like a gardener, working hard every day to cultivate the flowers of our motherland, in order to make us the pillars of our motherland and the pride of our motherland as soon as possible! We went from the most basic aoe to being able to write wonderful and vivid articles; We went from the most basic 1+ 1 to being able to do 99×99, relying on the careful teaching of teachers. Being a teacher is hard, and the work of shaping the soul is great; The burning of red candle is short-lived, but it is eternal for her to burn herself and illuminate other people's hearts. You are great, not only to impart our scientific and cultural knowledge, but also to set a good example for us. Teacher, thank you for making us confident and able to surpass ourselves. You have proved to us with facts that learning is not a burden, but a pleasure and responsibility, and a key to the world we have never known before. You taught us to explore boldly, discover and discover with our own brains and hands, and make life full of surprises! Thank you-teacher, you are a person we can trust forever, and you will ask for help when you encounter difficulties in life. You let us know that we can tell you everything if we want. You often say that you were once a child, so you can understand the joys and sorrows of children. Thank you, teacher, for letting me know that we can learn from failure, accumulate strength in difficulties, and look for light in the dark. You gave us the courage to use our brains and asked us to be open-minded. You put beauty in our hearts and give us guidance, insight and imagination to build our lives. No matter what we build, you always help us lay a good foundation, and you have done your best for our growth! Perhaps with the passage of time, every detail of your lecture will be forgotten by us, but your enthusiasm, courage and kindness will always exist. Silkworms in spring will weave until they die, and candles will drain the wick every night. The teacher's eyes, language and figure are deeply buried in my mind. The teacher quietly ignited others, but quietly burned himself out. Teachers guide the new generation of talents and let us learn how to learn and how to cherish life. Spin like spring silkworms and make candles to light the way. "For thousands of years, many people compared teachers to silkworms and candles. In her painstaking efforts and selfless dedication, how many flowers of the motherland have become the pillars of Kyushu Huaxia! Who knows how much sweat and tears it contains? Perhaps the teacher's white hair and wrinkles are the best witness. I don't know when the flowers bloom, quietly, quietly, we, the successors of 2 1 century, came to this world, slowly, slowly reaching the school age, pestering my father to go to school. We will never forget how happy and happy we are for the first time in our lives. It turned out that the teacher's kind smile and gentle words played a beautiful music like a happy note, which made us crazy.

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Write an article about a teacher or classmate in your class according to Mr. Fujino.

Mr. Tang, a 70-year-old man, is in excellent spirits. He is about 1.8 meters tall and still walks like a violin. Gray hair, wearing a pair of deep myopia glasses, completely academic. Teacher Tang is my resident student and Chinese teacher in Grade Two. He is one of the most respected teachers in my life and an inspiration to me all my life. 1962 was the second year of three consecutive natural disasters in China, and the summer vacation lasted for three months. When the fall semester started, I took my father's ten dollars to school and signed up first (remember that the whole cost was twenty-two dollars at that time). A week later, the school urged the students who were in arrears to go back and get the money. Go home on Saturday afternoon and go back to school empty-handed on Sunday night. There is no money at home, and I know very well: in less than a year, the cost of treating my uncle in Nanjing and my uncle's death have left my family in debt. But my father still promised me that he would get together in town on Tuesday and he would try to send me money. I don't remember how I went to those classes on Tuesday morning. Sitting in that class, I looked out of the window from time to time, hoping to see my father soon. I always wanted to know how my father got the money ... absent-minded, and the third Chinese class was clearly seen by the careful teacher Tang. After class, Mr. Tang came to see me and asked me with concern why I didn't pay attention in class. I hung my head and blushed and told him that my father was going to send money. "Well, let me meet your father later." Teacher Tang patted me on the shoulder with a smile. Just halfway through the fourth class, I finally saw my father's figure from the window. My father is carrying a seemingly heavy straw basket. After walking around in front of my classroom, he sat under a tree on the playground far from the classroom, waiting for me to finish class. After the bell rang, I rushed out of the classroom and went straight to my father. Seeing me, my father stood up slowly, holding a small ticket in his left hand that I counted many times. When he got there, his father looked embarrassed and said, "Alas, today is really not satisfactory. Ten kilograms of tobacco leaves only sell for more than four kilograms. " The chicken was supposed to be sold, but it laid another egg. "My dad reached under the chicken in the basket and pulled out a preserved egg, which was not very big, red and bloodshot." I don't want to sell it, even if I sell it, I can't make that much money. "My father's eyes avoided me, showing all kinds of helplessness. I stood at a loss, wondering: it's a pity that the chickens that laid eggs were sold, but how to sell tobacco leaves? That's my father's "food ration" for a year! Then my dad said, "son, I'll talk to the leaders of your school and see if this money can be delayed any longer." I will definitely give it after autumn. " I still stood quietly, "alas! Dad really can't do anything. Otherwise, the school and I decided to take a year off and have money next year. Dad will definitely send you to school again. "Silent for a long time ..." Ah, eldest brother, are you the father of Wuxing? "An amiable voice sounded behind me." Yes, yes, you are ... "Father was caught off guard." Ah, Mr. Tang! "I quickly turned around and let out a cry. Oh, you are Mr. Tang, the child's head teacher. That's good, that's good! ""Did you send money to the children? ""... "Father was speechless and bowed his head. Suddenly, I held up the small ticket in my left hand: "Much worse! No, I'm discussing dropping out of school with my children. " "Drop out of school? "Teacher Tang looked a little surprised." The child is still young, and going back can't help. ""I don't want my children to do anything, but I really can't consider the tuition money ... "So my father told Mr. Tang about the practical difficulties at home. Mr. Tang was silent for a while and said to his father, "well, I'll talk to the school leaders about your family's difficulties and see if there is any way." I will try my best not to let the children lose the opportunity to learn. "When leaving, Mr. Tang paid me half a catty meal ticket and fifty cents food stamp, and told me to go to the teacher-student road to buy rice for my father and then go back. We can't refuse again and again, we can only be grateful. On Thursday afternoon, Mr. Tang called me to his office and told me that with the consent of the school leaders, all my tuition and miscellaneous fees were exempted and I was given a scholarship of 2.50 yuan a month. Great, then you don't have to worry about the monthly agency fee and steamed rice fee. Then Mr. Tang took me to the Academic Affairs Office to get my new book back. After school on Saturday afternoon, I asked the monitor for leave, skipping and singing all the way back to my home more than ten miles away. The whole family was overjoyed to hear such a good thing. Father said with emotion, "Teacher Tang is really a good man, son. You met him, just like the fortune teller said, you met a' noble person'. Yes, Mr. Tang is the' noble' you bumped into! "Since then, for this hard-won learning opportunity, I have studied hard and made rapid progress, ranking first in my class. Teacher Tang always cares about me, and he will give me timely encouragement for every progress I make. He also asked me to pay attention to the "combination of work and rest" and take part in more cultural and sports activities. But at that time, I was so weak that I couldn't throw a basketball into the hoop under the fence. So Mr. Tang taught me to play two beards in some extracurricular activities. After a semester, my erhu is really organized. How many times have I performed in the class entertainment party? In a blink of an eye, it was the summer of June 4, and I was nearing junior high school graduation. I don't seem to hesitate to pursue further studies after graduation. Considering my family difficulties, I enrolled in a secondary school and came out to work early (the countries that graduated from secondary schools also had assignments at that time). I am most optimistic about "Chengdu Meteorological School" for one and a half years, with a monthly salary of 29.5 yuan. Secondly, "Huai 'an Normal School" came out as a primary school teacher for three years. I filled out the application form with confidence and handed it in. At that time, I took the exam voluntarily, which was not so complicated now. The next morning, a classmate informed me: "Mr. Tang wants you to go to the Chinese teaching and research group." "I didn't think about anything and went directly to the Chinese teaching and research group. At first glance, my head teacher, Mr. Wu, is also there. It was Mr. Tang who spoke first. He has the "application form" I filled out in his hand: "Did you fill out this volunteer yourself?" I am embarrassed to say "yes". Teacher Tang asked again, "Have you consulted Mr. Wu, the head teacher? "I was speechless and only shook my head gently." Yes, the teacher has trained you so hard, hoping you can have a good development, but you don't even discuss the important matter of entering a higher school with the teacher, and you don't ask for his advice. Ok, fill it out again. "I returned to the classroom with a blank volunteer book, thinking about how to fill it out. The shadow of that difficult family is always inseparable from my sight. I made up my mind, and with the hope of working early, I reversed the No.1 and No.2 technical secondary schools in my original volunteer and filled in our school in the third column. At about four o'clock in the afternoon, I was once again called to the Chinese teaching and research group, or Mr. Tang and Mr. Wu, or Mr. Tang spoke first: "Alas, why do you always want to go to that technical secondary school at such a young age?" "I was just about to say family difficulties when Mr. Tang stopped me:" You have to say family difficulties. Working early can reduce the burden on the family, but why not think about the country? How much did the country spend to train you? This manpower and material resources need you to make greater development and make greater contributions to the country in the future. Well, there is no need to say more about the truth. Don't you just have difficulties at home? There will be more scholarships in high school. Cut more grass and bask in the sun in the summer vacation, sell some money and prepare for the start of the new school year. "Mr. Tang tore up my second letter of application in front of me. I didn't fill out the volunteer form again. Maybe the teacher filled one out for me. On the eve of graduation, on July 8th and June 4th, I joined the Communist Youth League. The introducers are Mr. Wu, my class teacher in grade three, and Mr. Tang in grade two. In the autumn of June 4th, I successfully entered the senior middle school of our school. Tuition and miscellaneous fees are free, and there are three and a half grants every month. 1in the early summer of 966, an unprecedented cultural revolution kicked off in the whole country, followed by a sensation in schools. The suspension of classes caused a "revolution", and many teachers were struggling, including Mr. Tang. Since that year, colleges and universities all over the country have stopped enrolling students, and the university dream that the teacher painstakingly described for me has also become a bubble. 1977, after ten years, the Cultural Revolution came to an end, and the news of resuming the college entrance examination inspired the hearts of many young students. In ten years, I went from a farmer to a teacher to a soldier in the army. Finally, I went to a factory and became a worker because of the "unwarranted" "social relationship" problem. But at the first time when the college entrance examination resumed, I received a thick copy of the college entrance examination review materials from Mr. Tang, and asked me to go to him for a college entrance examination review class composed of some junior three students every Saturday afternoon. In order to thank Mr. Tang for his concern, I went to him, thanked him sincerely in person, and participated in the review for a period of time. Later, due to the difficulties of small families, and more importantly, the comfort of the status quo (iron rice bowl), I finally failed to give up the opportunity of high altitude as the teacher wished. But who would have thought that 20 years later 1997, the "iron rice bowl" I held for nearly 30 years was finally completely broken. At the age of 50, I took to the streets and opened up a new world for my livelihood. From then on, every time Mr. Tang saw me, he always showed his regret and more or less apology to me. Yes, Mr. Tang's kindness in his early years changed the trajectory of my life, but I never thought of blaming Mr. Tang. I have always been grateful. It was not Mr. Tang's concern that gave me the opportunity to go back to class and learn more knowledge. It was also the knowledge I learned later that made me make great progress on the stage of life and have the skills to contribute to society. Teacher, I really appreciate you, forever!

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Imitate Mr. Fujino's composition, write a teacher and write a few things about him.

Great teacher, we admire you. Our teacher is fat, tall and round. Wearing a pair of 800 glasses, like a doctor. The teacher has long hair. She is kind and amiable. Once, my handwriting was crooked and very ugly. Teacher Zhang kept me and asked me to write again. The teacher didn't let me go home until I was told to write neatly. I hated my teacher at that time and thought, Isn't it just a few words? Isn't writing well the same as writing badly? Why do you write over and over again? It is a waste of time to write words in a standardized way. When I got home, I told my mother why I stayed. My mother told me: "Words are a facade, from which you can see a person's character. The teacher's strict requirements are right and he is responsible for you. Your handwriting is good, it is your own, and no one can steal it. " After listening to my mother's words, I understood the teacher's intention and made me admire the teacher more. Since then, I have been like a first-grade pupil, practicing calligraphy every day, and writing neatly and regularly no matter what homework I write. After a while, my handwriting was more beautiful and standardized than before, and I was praised by the teacher many times. This is the result of teacher Zhang's strict requirements! There is a candle in my heart that will never go out, burning the fire of life forever, full of vitality and vitality forever. Isn't this candle like a person around us who deserves our admiration? He told us the truth of being a man in class; After class, she is our good friend. If a student encounters a problem that she doesn't understand, she will teach us patiently. Yes, he is our teacher. "Candles always remind us to think of others everywhere." This may be what teachers often say! How many pearls did the teacher drop for us in a year? What about us? However, I often make her angry. I think it's really hard, and I regret it: I, a middle school student, didn't work wholeheartedly. Teacher, I want to say to you: "You worked hard for us, worked hard;" You took us into the ocean of knowledge and swam there, which made us understand the fun in the book; You prepare your lessons carefully and enjoy the wonderful lunch in the book with us; Your concern as a good friend.