When I just entered sixth grade, a strange face came into my eyes: a pair of big eyes, a thick black hair, in my 30s, my first feeling was so kind and amiable. When she said to us, "Hello students, my name is Ling, please call me Miss Ling." I thought to myself, "she must be a good teacher.". Because her insight into the hearts of students deeply moved me.
When Mr. Ling started to teach us, the students didn't dare to ask about what they didn't understand. But Mr. Ling said to everyone, "let's ask about what they didn't understand. Mr. Ling likes the students who like to ask questions the most." In spare time, many students like to go to Mr. Ling's office to ask math questions. Mr. Ling explains them patiently.
Once, I was very sleepy in math class, and my eyelids were always fighting. I wanted to divert my attention, so I went to the same table to talk, but my behavior couldn't escape Ling's eyes after all. When she was writing on the blackboard, she suddenly turned around and looked at me with sharp eyes. I noticed that there was a trace of seriousness on Miss Ling's slightly smiling face, and there were two "burning clouds" on my face. It was hot, which also aroused my awe to Miss Ling. So I immediately sat down and refreshed myself. When Miss Ling saw that I listened to the class carefully, her face was full of happy smile, and I felt the air in the classroom was warm.
Mr. Ling is very gentle at ordinary times, but when he gives us a lecture, his voice is very loud, and he speaks carefully. It feels really good! Although she has not taught us for a long time, she has been deeply in my heart.
As a monitor, I am responsible for receiving homework, managing the class and sometimes helping Ling to change her homework. Although I am very busy, I am willing to, because I love Ling and her meticulous and selfless spirit!