A teacher I respect...

Today I went to school to see my teacher who looked after me for about a year. When I first met him, I was so scared of him that I seldom talked to him. I don't know why. Maybe it is because he looks very vigorous in spite of his appearances, and he has a lot of things that I don't have. He can talk to anybody without any fear, while what I don't like more than any other things is chatting. He is so friendly that I often feel as though he were a friend of mine. I want to be an adult like him in the future.