the asterisk... * =)

I’ve written this piece for Teacher Ann…my prep teacher.
In my young mind then, she was somebody who would watch over me in school. I know back then that she will be my playmate for when I first enter the classroom, the first things that caught my attention are the toys.

But there’s one touching moment with her that I never fail to cherish up to this time… In one of our writing session, she noticed that I was doing the asterisk the hard way. I was trying to draw it line by line starting from the top. She sat beside me and patiently taught me how to write it the simpler way.

It used to be a meaningless symbol then but I realized now her patience to help me in my struggles to learn new things.

The lowly asterisk and Teacher Ann had left a special mark in my heart... =)