Adrienne

“We teach Academic English here for Y3. But maybe you could try A Level English.”At first encounter when she made that prophet in 2015 NSO, I didn't know it would come true one year later. She really predicts storylines-and well, obviously, I am an open book.
“I grow up watching Disney.” “Me, too.”when I was encouraged to hand in that 5-para essay talking about how Ducktales educate people, I knew this class would become a great adventure. 
During Halloween I borrowed her shirt and sunglasses, inviting Vicky to paint a tattoo for me and dressed up like Miss. Most people thought it was a success. It remained a pity though that she asked for a sick leave on that day.
“Your portfolio (for the first semester) has 137 pages, Catherine, and I have to read them all!!!!” She didn't know after the end of Y3 she would receive a 259-page portfolio.
“Wait, I died in your radio drama??? Catherine!!”
“It is studying the way that languages are formed and the syntax and morphology of it. - And I can help you with Linguistics.”
“Catherine! Your grammer!” Really I find this spelling in no dictionary and I work hard to be a prescriptivist....BUT, spelling “grammar” into “grammer” whenever I write anything for her has become a habit. 
“You have to make the structure clear!”
“No fluff no repetition!”
“REWRITE!!!”And she crossed out my entire paragraph.
“You get 80-90% (of what I teach in Academic English).”
“Catherine I can't repeat this over and over again! You need to record what I say!” “Can I record it then?”“No!”“…………”
“This is the first time you listen to me.”“I ALWAYS LISTEN TO YOU!” “Ok ok this is the first time you hear me...”“Uhm...”
“You and your vocabulary...”
“This is a weird expression! Doesn't make any sense!”
“You have analytical eyes.”
“You are a good writer.”
“Grrrrrrrr Catherine you are giving me headaches!” “I'm (really very extremely whole-heartedly) sorry do you need to get some coffee?”“No let's continue.”
She's one of the most strict teachers I've ever met but I've learnt the most from her. (Really, even if we tend to argue a lot in Linguistics classes in the last two months lol) She knows what questions to ask, and how to prompt me to think. She knows how to work with a verbal processor. She knows how to explain complex and abstract concepts and theories.
I want to mention one specific moment, though ALL her lectures are awesome: when she analysed The Sense of Style, when she read to us “In the teeth of these stupefying odds it is you and I, in our ordinariness, that are here.” she looked quite very sparkling. There were flickers in her eyes as she talked about Literature. I saw how a real English teacher should look like, I saw someone devoted to words and sentences and I saw someone in whose tone hid strength, passion and hope.
“Catherine! Stop freaking out! You shouldn't review. Go read a good book. Go have dinner with Alice. Don't panic.”
“You're fine. ”
“I'm not frustrated at you. I'm frustrated for you.”
“I'm proud of you.”
I never wanted to cry in front of her because I never wanted her to worry; but interestingly, when I was sad I was never able to control myself not to cry as long as I was with her. 
She has a special way to cheer people up. OMG I have to mention her magic high-fives!!!! She's amazing in this. And her hugs. Teddy bear hugs, warm and firm. If I know she's supporting me or at my back (as always) I'm not afraid of any exams or challenges or difficulties in life. 
Every time she speaks Chinese I would laugh at (kindly, of course!) her pronunciation or intonation and she's like “Shut up, don't laugh!” but hey she laughs as well! Btw I don't think she has typed any Chinese to me apart from that “谢谢 妹妹”.
She cares, completely and utterly, about things. She cares about books and childhood and music. She cares about Literature and Linguistics. She cares about stories.
Through Y3, I took her as my favourite teacher because her classes were supercalifragilisticexpialidocious, and because she cares about and for students. Through Y4 I get to realise a single fact I have neglected for a long time-I have taken her as a role model. I also want to be professional, academic, bright, patient, decent, well-disciplined, vigorous, beautiful and strong. Most importantly, I want to be a good teacher and I want to inspire my students and have positive impacts on them.
“I'm proud of you.”
There is too much I can write about her. Since November 2015 I kept a diary of all the happy moments in every single day, and as I look back, Miss keeps contributing to it almost every single day. We have stories that can take more than 7 volumes to tell and as I draft this post I am flooded by memories. Throughout these two years she has helped me become a more academic student, a more disciplined student, a more caring student and a better person in general. We have had so many classes (in Y4 we have 15 periods every rotation...I'm sure she hates seeing me bother around so often!), so much fun, so much to laugh about and to weep for. We have completed so many mission impossibles. Starting from tomorrow she'll be my Head as my intern starts; but she is forever my teacher. (And sister;p)
The snow leopard runs
Filling grammer in a gun
This is not a pun.
Sry I cannot write a long poem in return, but I can handle 5-7-5 syllables!


Once my friend Chel asked me how she should name a cyan colour. She said “I wanted to name it 'Muse's eyes'.” And I was like “Aren't Muse's eyes brown??” Chel“How do you know?” Me“Hmm, I just know.”