Dream

Dear Mr. Yeo


I have not written to you in a while, have I?

I dreamt of a man who looked so much like you last night. But that was not you. You would have been more composed, less stern and a lot friendlier. Somehow, in the dream, I cried very, very badly, to the point that I found my eyes wet with tears when I woke up this morning. I wonder if it meant that you have gone to another world and would never appear in my dreams anymore. That thought brought tears to my eyes once again. But I know, you have to leave for somewhere better. 

It has been four years. The image of you talking to me at the Deck is still lucid in my head. I listened to your advice and started pursuing a diploma in Translation some time after I started working. And I am already finishing the course! 

Your words often ring in my head, be it those you said when you were still around or in my dreams. I always try to ensure I check up the dictionary when I am not too sure, and I share with my friends what you shared in class before. 

Wherever you are, Mr. Yeo, we still miss you a lot.

Thank you so much for all that you have taught me. Even if you will never appear in my dreams again, I will remember you and your teachings.



Regards
Student

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