She, the teacher.

 She was the one, who taught me, how to understand this world. 

She was the one, who taught me, where I was wrong. 

She was the one, who taught me, what should I do. 

She was the one, who taught me, who am I. 

She was the one, who gave me, strength when I was weak. 

Yes, there are lot of things and there were lot of times when I made mistakes, did something wrong and got doubted about. 

But at that time, 

She,

She was the one who faced it all before me.

She was the one who beared everything on my behalf. 

And later.. 

She was the one who corrected me, either by scolding or politely, sweetly. No matter how, she always corrected me. 

Sometimes, she ignored me. 

Sometimes, she scolded me. 

But at the end, she always treated me like her daughter. 

I know, I have did tons of things..that got her embarrassed. 

I know, i have did tons of things that because of what She heard a lot. 

But at the end, 

I, as a stubborn student never really heard her and understood her. 

However, as the time passed.. 

I realized, she have been right. She have been right, the whole time. 

She was and is like a Motherly figure for me. 

She knows me like My Mother knows me very well... 

As much as, I'm feeling regret and all guilty. 

I'm happy. 

I'm so happy..because, I met her.. 

Her, My Class teacher. 

If someday I could express my feelings to her.. I would definitely do it.