As I walked into the primary school, I looked down at my new black shoes. I stood at Mrs Blackstone's door. Before I tried the great escape, the door opened. "We've been waiting for you!" Mrs Blackstone, my new fifth grade teacher, said loudly. With a smile my mom walked away and I was left taking center stage in front of a group of students.
Over the next few days, Mrs Blackstone made it her job to find me a new best friend. During history lessons, when I didn't want to speak in front of the class, she'd not only call on me but have me stand up to address my classmates.
One spring afternoon, Mrs Blackstone asked me to stay after class. "I'd like to speak with you, Amanda." My mind raced. Had I got a bad grade? Had I hurt anyone's feelings? "Are you enjoying your new school?" She sat comfortably behind her desk. "I want to tell you something, between you and me, not to be shared with anyone else." She continued, "I see something special in you. The way you communicate with others, and the kindness you show — I think you have great potential (潜力) to be something important." I listened carefully to every word. "I have been a teacher for over twentyfive years; I can see it. But you must believe in yourself. That's very important. Remember that and you'll go far," she said.
Her voice was music to my ears that day. I walked out of her office, not staring at my shoes, but looking straight ahead with my head high. My teacher saw something special in me! Years later, her words still remain inside of me.