“It’s the best reward a teacher can have, when one of her students comes back.” Her eyes were teary as she spoke. “And you’ve come such a long way.”
“Actually, I’ve only come from Kobe.” I told her about the job and my new life. “So much has changed. Especially here, ” I said, looking up at a male student with hair halfway down his back, and a female student with eye-shadow and lipstick. “That would never have been allowed when I was here.”
“Yes, it’s terrible,” she said, half joking. “Students have become much more difficult to control. But I think it’s better than having all the stress that they used to have.”