Sebuah Karya dari Yohana Simamora: ‘Love To My Teacher’

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Jumat , 01 Dec 2023 - 18:54

LOVE TO MY TEACHER

By: Yohana Simamora

The bell rang, signaling the end of class. The students rushed out of the classroom, but my heart was still rooted to the spot. I, a high school student, sat stunned in the back seat. My mind is filled with one figure that fascinates me, that figure is my teacher, Miss Sarah. Miss Sarah is our English teacher.

He had a charming smile, deep brown eyes, and a gentle voice that was always a joy to hear. Every time he entered the classroom, the atmosphere became lively. He teaches with passion and great skill. When he spoke, I felt completely connected to what he had to say. Time passed and every day I spent thinking about Miss Sarah.

I imagined the moments I could talk to her in private, see her smile up close, and speak in her gentle voice. But, I always felt too shy to express my feelings

One day, during an English lesson, Miss Sarah divided the work groups. I wished I could be in the same group as him, but fate had other plans. I was stuck in another group with my classmates. My heart is broken.

During group activities, I try to pay attention to Miss Sarah. Every time I see him laughing or teaching something with such enthusiasm, my heart races. I want to be the reason he smiles every day. However, my mind was filled with uncertainty. What if he never saw me as anything more than a normal student?

Day after day passed, and my feelings grew stronger. I tried to find the courage to express how I felt, but the words stuck in my throat. I was trapped in a torturous silence.

One afternoon, I ventured to face Miss Sarah after class. I stood in front of the classroom door, with a pounding heart. He looked surprised to see me.

"How can I help you, Kevin?" asked Miss Sarah kindly.

"He-he-I... wanted to say something," I stammered.

sebuah karya dari yohana simamora: ‘love to my teacher’                            love to my teacher
by: yohana simamora
the bell rang, signaling the end of class. the students rushed out of the classroom, but my heart was still rooted to the spot. i, a high school student, sat stunned in the back seat. my mind is filled with one figure that fascinates me, that figure is my teacher, miss sarah. miss sarah is our english teacher. 
 he had a charming smile, deep brown eyes, and a gentle voice that was always a joy to hear. every time he entered the classroom, the atmosphere became lively. he teaches with passion and great skill. when he spoke, i felt completely connected to what he had to say. time passed and every day i spent thinking about miss sarah. 
i imagined the moments i could talk to her in private, see her smile up close, and speak in her gentle voice. but, i always felt too shy to express my feelings
one day, during an english lesson, miss sarah divided the work groups. i wished i could be in the same group as him, but fate had other plans. i was stuck in another group with my classmates. my heart is broken.
during group activities, i try to pay attention to miss sarah. every time i see him laughing or teaching something with such enthusiasm, my heart races. i want to be the reason he smiles every day. however, my mind was filled with uncertainty. what if he never saw me as anything more than a normal student?
 
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day after day passed, and my feelings grew stronger. i tried to find the courage to express how i felt, but the words stuck in my throat. i was trapped in a torturous silence.
one afternoon, i ventured to face miss sarah after class. i stood in front of the classroom door, with a pounding heart. he looked surprised to see me.
"how can i help you, kevin?" asked miss sarah kindly.
 "he-he-i... wanted to say something," i stammered.
 miss sarah looked into your eyes intently. "about what, kevin?"
"he... i... i fell in love with you, miss sarah," i finally said in a low voice.
 miss sarah's face looked shocked. he smiled gently, but i also saw confusion in his eyes. "kevin, i respect your feelings, but as a teacher, i have professional and ethical obligations that i must uphold.
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after saying those words, i felt as if time stopped for a moment. those seconds felt like centuries passed. miss sarah was silent for a moment, trying to digest my words.
"i understand, kevin," she finally said in a soft voice. "however, as a teacher, the relationship between teacher and student must remain professional. i respect your feelings, but i cannot respond to those feelings romantically."
hearing those words, my heart felt like it was breaking. i tried to hide the disappointment behind a bitter smile. even though i had been waiting for her response, this fact still hurt. i understand the importance of ethics and the boundaries that exist between teachers and students, but that doesn't change how i feel.
miss sarah saw my disappointment and tried to soften my heart with her words. "kevin, you are a bright and talented student. i want to see you grow and be successful in your life. let's keep our relationship as teachers and students with professionalism."
although my heart hurts, i recognize that miss sarah is a responsible professional. he doesn't want to sacrifice his career and maintains his integrity as a teacher. i have to accept this fact and try to move on with my life.
time went on, and although my feelings never went away, i learned to appreciate miss sarah as an excellent teacher. every lesson he taught remains valuable and influential in my life. i learned to control my feelings and find joy in my academic and personal development.
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 high school ended, and i went on to college. however, in my memory, that unrevealed love story will always be imprinted. miss sarah is an inspiration to me, not only as a teacher, but also as a motivating person and teaches me to appreciate every moment in my life.
 the love i had for miss sarah may never have been reciprocated, but that experience taught me valuable lessons about love, sacrifice, and the limits of life. and even though love is forbidden, those memories will remain in my heart, reminding me of someone who once made me fall in love with my teacher.(*)