First Daughter

I’ve noticed two young Korean girls who were looking at me while I was entering the office. It was the day when I was supposed to give a demo class. I have passed the exams, interviews and that was the last requirement that I had to undergo before I could start to work at the academy. One of the two girls was asked to be my student in the said class.

During the class I’ve observed that both eyes of the Korean girl sparkled. It delighted me to see those chinky eyes glowed when I spoke. After the demo, I got the job as an online and one-on-one English teacher.

When I went to work the day after, I was amazed to find out that my first student was the Korean girl who acted as my student in the demo class. Since then, we had a one-on-one class for two hours. Our class lasted for almost two months. We shared a lot of stories, both good and bad. And I could feel that a relationship was built day after day. Everything has its end, so one day had come for us to say goodbye. She gave me a pair of silver dangling earrings and I gave her something from the Philippines. I miss her. I really miss my first daughter.