Just the other day, I heard from a high school friend that my form teacher from 3A and 4A had passed away due to cancer. She was only 15 years our senior. I felt a great tinge of regret and sadness coz I didn't have a chance to thank her personally for the principles and life philosophy that she had incalcuated in me. I missed her every now and then. I owed my good results in my 'O's to her. She piqued my interests in both the Biology and English subjects. She treated us like friends and never in her history as our form teacher during those 2 years had she yelled at us or 'annoyed' us.
She loved to look good and seldom repeated her outfits more than three times. We loved to see her in her different pretty dresses every morning. I recall that in an outing to the beach, her then 4-year old son mistook me as her coz we were both wearing the same hair style. I also recall she asking my closed group of friends why I was such a snob, I didn't say 'hi' nor smile at her when I saw her outside the classroom. My friends explained that I was short-sighted and was unable to recognize people even 50meters away from me. I never had a chance to formally apologize to her for this. I guess it's too late now.
RIP, Mrs Lim.
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