I’m Sally and I teach in a university now. Last Monday, I happily asked my students how their weekend had been. One young man said his weekend was so bad. He lost one of his teeth. Then the young man asked me why I always seemed to be so happy.
His question made me think of a sentence. “Every morning when you get up, you can choose how to spend this day”, I said. “I choose to be happy.”
Before teaching here, I taught in another university, 17 miles down the freeway from where I live, so I had to drive to work. One day on my way to work, my car broke down. I had to walk to the university. As soon as I got there, my best friend asked me what had happened. “ This is my lucky day,” I replied.
“your car is broken and today is your lucky day” she was confused.
“ I live 17 miles from here,” I replied. “ My car could break down anywhere along the way. It didn’t. Instead, it broke down in the perfect place: off the freeway. So I could walk to work on time.”
I ended my story. No one in my class seemed to be asleep though it was early in the morning.
21.What do Sally’s students think of her
A. She’s very strict B. She’s very strange