Each person's childhood is the shore of love with many memories. Beautiful, shimmering, colorful memories have been deeply ingrained in each person's memory. For me, the most profound memory is the first day I entered Doan Thi Diem Primary School because that was the first day I met my second mother.

When I first passed through the green painted school gate, I felt scared because there were a lot of friends and new teachers inside. I clutched my mother's shirt. Mother was engrossed in comforting me when she appeared, light and graceful in a pale pink ao dai. Now, I see her like a fairy gently flying. She bent down and asked me kindly. I suddenly felt very confident, the feeling of fear disappeared. She introduced herself to me, her name is Thuy and then led me into the class.

In class, you are having fun playing. She led me back and handed me a box of crayons and a blank sheet of paper. She said: "Draw what you like!". In that first picture, I drew a field full of flowers and grass and wrote below it: "For my mother Thuy". She was very touched and said that she will keep it forever as a souvenir. I will never forget her gentle, sparkling eyes looking at me at that time. During the five years of school, I have received countless eyes and smiles from teachers, but Ms. Thuy's eyes are probably the most tolerant and considerate of all. During that school year, I made many mistakes that made her sad, but thanks to my eyes that were sometimes serious, sometimes encouraging, I knew how to correct my mistakes to rise up. Later, when I was in 4th grade, 5th grade, every time I met her, I saw that her eyes were still as gentle and considerate as the first day she looked at me on the first day of the school year.

Now, even though I have grown up and am studying in the first year of junior high school, I still remember Ms. Thuy with her eyes and smile. Memories of that second mother are the best memories of my school days.