Thursday, 7 February 2013
My worst experience By Kaori K.
The worst experience of my life happened when I’m sixteen years old. I was high school students. I liked the teacher who taught us classic Japanese . He was very gentle and cool. His class was interesting to me. In junior high school, I hated Japanese classic. Since, it is very difficult and boring. I came to like classic Japanese after I met him. Thanks to him. Also, he is kind and funny out of the classroom. So, I respect him. He is loved by many students and other teacher. Moreover, he is a writer, too. While he teaches at high school as a teacher, he also writes and publishes books. On March, he told us that he had been transferred to other school. I was very disappointed at this news. It spoiled my appetite. I was very sad. My classmates looked very disappointed, too. I asked him why you must go other school. He told me that this school was very busy, so he couldn’t be satisfied with writing books. I understood, so I decided to support him. Looking back, it was not serious. In those days, it was a very bad happenings for me. That was my worst experience.