I still remember my kindergarten(幼儿园)teacher, Mrs. White. She looked just like Snow White1she had the same bright eyes and short dark hair.
We used to2a lot. And I would show what I wrote to Mrs. White for correction (批改). She would look at my writing and see many mistakes in it. But she3made any red correction and she always gave a star. I was feeling 4of my writing each time I got a star. But it5my mother. So one day, when she met Mrs. White at a parent-teacher meeting, Mum asked her why she never corrected my6and why she never said no to her child.
Mrs. White said, “The children are just beginning to get 7about using words. Spelling and grammar can wait. We can't8that interest with a red pen.” As it was a long time ago, my mother could only remember the main idea of 9Mrs. White said about my writing. However,
I grew up learning to use words with loving care and 10like that.
If Mrs. White had used her red pen more often, I 11wouldn't be telling you about this now. Whenever I look back on those encouraging 12from Mrs. White, I feel they just look 13real ones in the night sky—bright, shiny, and guiding me on my way somewhere, I do believe she was such a 14teacher, who tried to use a red pen less to keep the joy, wonder and excitement in a child's 15.
Thanks to Mrs. White, I have no fear about writing. Also, I'm not afraid of any mistakes in my life!
