Student essay written in en (native language: French, CEFR level: A2, field of study: Sciences de l'education)

I think that we have a lot of dreams when we are kids. And some children want to to be a popstar or a doctor and some children like me want to be a teacher. We have some teachers since we are in the kinder garden. Some teachers are terrifying or crazy. They are late, or too early, or maybe they scream every time for nothing. However, when I was in my last class, my teacher was very special. As a child, what I see is innocent. She was young, and I know it. She was very very beautiful and she has a great smile. But, behind this, I can feel something more. Miss Alex Dupont was very kind with us. She wants the best for us, she loves to make drawing or sport with us. She truly believes that we can discover so much things with the books, the movies or the documentaries like " C'est pas sorcier". During few weeks, my teacher was sad because she doesn't smile. And, she needs something when she wants to walk. Before, this woman was at school every days in a week. Now, a new teacher was here on Friday and on Tuesday . We doesn't like her. This new woman was not our beautiful teacher. She has a fake smile, she doesn't like sport or drawing because she prefers vocabulary and maths. Boring... One day, our sun decides to explain to us the situation and what is going on with her. She uses simple words and wimple sentences. Her daughter was at school with us but she was younger and she didn't talk about that. Her mother told us the truth after few months: she was sick. But not with her nose or her head, she doesn't have temperature. What is this curious thing. She explains that her muscles was tired, especially her legs. She can be in a chair sometimes. We were so sad and without any words. I had a tear in my eye. Why her ?? Why ? She is so young, she is a mother, she is pretty please I want to Understand. After this crazy day, my class turn into a sort of army. We decided to stay behind her any time she wants. When we see her happy, we were very happy and she was tired or sad, we are tired or sad. Some people gives gifts to our best teacher in the world. It can be chocolate or what ever. We have different way to acts but bvwe have the same goal : the goal is to see her smile.