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My turbulent own life has gone through a myriad of bittersweet memories and the most magnificent thing is my old English teacher. Her name is Dang Thi Ut and she is 36 at present. The three-year duration at high school with my teacher actually gave me a profound insight into how exquisite this life is. There is not too much anything special about Mrs.Ut's appearance except for her ruddy complexion and the long black hair wore down whenever she goes to class. This hair might gradually turn grey as the time goes by but I still love it in any case.

In class, I always paid assiduous attention to my Mrs.Ut's stories and I actually venerate my teacher for her great character. 20 years ago, in which English generally was a horrible nightmare in Vietnam as the result of poor education, my teacher decided to go to university to study this language with a view to escaping from the miserableness. Having grown up in a destitute family which lacked money, food and even literacy, she attended the University of Languages and International Studies in the hope of changing her fate. My teacher's parents, at this time, were too needy to support her studies and a violent conflict arose between them as a result.

The first days at university were too arduous for Mrs.Ut to overcome. Because my teacher had never seen anyone speaking English, she did not comprehend almost anything said by lectures, which led her to a severe depression at first. This, however, did not engulf Mrs.Ut in a perpetual desperation but encouraged her to study better. My teacher made every effort to absorb intimate knowledge of English vocabulary as well as grammar presented in foreign books or audios and she learnt by heart up to 100 new words every day. The tireless endeavour during the first year at university actually led to my teacher's shortsightedness but made her progressive so much. Afterwards, Mrs.Ut graduated from Ulis with a credit and became a beloved teacher. Her accomplishment reminds me of a very famous quote "Where there's a will, there's a way".

To say the truth, being really under my teacher's spell, I have nourished the hope of becoming an English teacher in the future. Honestly, I love English as well as the way Mrs. Ut conveys knowledge to her students and I dream of sharing my experience with following generations as well. Nowadays, especially in the countryside of Vietnam, a deep-seated fear of English is still obsessing students and I hold a strong belief that I will help them to study well. As far as my experience, English is not as unfathomable as what many Vietnamese people think about it and we totally can be good at if we try enough.

In conclusion, I have never seen any teachers more dedicated than Mrs.Ut and I love her so much. In celebration of Women’s History Month, I hope that she will always be healthy and wealthy.