I have learned something from every teacher I had. I remember some more than others but one that I remember very well is Mr. Cirilo, my fourth grade teacher. I went to elementary in Mexico, and what I remember about those days is that we were always trying to find ways to have fun during class no matter the consequences. One of the hardest job of the teacher was getting the students to listen but when it was reading time with Mr. Cirilo everybody would listen. We had reading class every day and everybody would read a piece of a story but some days Mr. Cirilo would read the story himself. He was an excellent story teller. When he was reading he could transport you with his voice to the places he was reading about.The use of his voice was excellent he would shout if he had to be loud or he would whisper if he had to whisper. He had an excellent rhythm. You could feel the silence in the room like if we were hypnotise or watching a
3-D movie. He was good.
