My head teacher's surname is Wu, and her name is Mingzhu. She teaches us math, and everyone affectionately calls her "Miss Wu". Teacher Wu has short hair and always has a smile on her mouth, which makes her look very kind.
My head teacher, Mr. Wu, works very hard. In order to distinguish students' "grades" every time, Mr. Wu really spent a lot of time. As long as you do it right and fairly, Mr. Wu will always award us an "excellent" word.
Teacher Wu is always conscientious and hard-working to us. I remember once, in math class, I didn't pay attention. The teacher asked me to do my homework, but I couldn't. I made all the mistakes. The teacher asked me to do it again, but the result was wrong. At that time, I regretted not paying attention to the class. At this time, Mr. Wu has been patiently tutoring me by my side until I understand.
I remember I had a terrible stomachache, and I was lying on the table, pale. Teacher Wu quickly asked her classmates to help me to the school doctor's office. Unfortunately, the school doctor on duty asked for leave, so I had to cover my stomach and go back to the classroom. Seeing this, Mr. Wu quickly took me to the office and poured me a glass of water, but I immediately spit it out. I have no choice but to call my mother to pick me up. While waiting for my mother, Miss Wu patted my back and wiped my sweat. I waited for a long time, but I didn't see my mother. Teacher Wu said, "Forget it, there is still some time before class begins. Let me take you home! " After that, he helped me home.
On the way, I cried. I secretly made up my mind that in the future, I also want to be a teacher, like Mr. Wu, not only teaching students knowledge, but also caring for them with my love.