The sweetness of one bond that does not change. It was a sunny day. Our class was right next to the wall next to the dance room. I could see a new face with a slender body and long curly hair passing by our class. Than I was reminded that Revatha sir, who used to teach dance at our scull ,had moved to another school. I subconsciously though she was a newcomer dance teacher. After the break we had a dance so we immediately ran to the dance room to see her. It was a rainy day, so she sang and showed us some poems. At that moment I though she was a good teacher not only for dancing but also for singing. From then on I went to school and waited impatiently to go to the dance room. I have loved her ever since. From a young age, I studied dance in high school because I was good at dancing and had a passion for dance. The bond between her and me grew as I studied dance in high school. We were also the first group in our school to study dance at the advanced level. Even though I did not g...
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