Domnilor profesori,

Viaa mi-a oferit o mulime de surprize plcute, una dintre ele a fost colectivul din
care am avut ansa s fac parte, timp de patru ani de zile. Pe drumul formrii
mele profesionale, dar i ca om am avut alturi oameni minunai i nelegtori
care m-au nvat i mi-au dat sfaturi, ce pe viitor vor cntri mai mult dect o
definiie sau o trectoare formul. Acetia sunt profesorii pe care cu regret n
suflet i prsesc, pentru ca mi iau viaa n propriile mini, o via construit n
urma alegerilor mele fundamentate pe sfaturile lor, cci mi-au fost alturi n
patru ani de zile mai mult ca proprii prini.Sunt ultimele sptmni de coal
plou att afar ct i n sufletul meu. Amintirile mi apar n fa consecutiv
precum un filmulu de scurt metraj, cu toate ntmplrile frumoase, hazlii dar i
conflictele dintre colegi, de mult uitate.Orele de romn pline de imaginaie,
trite cu intensitate n interiorul fiecrui roman,, orele de matematic n care m
chinuiam s nv formule i debusolarea fiecruia n faa unui exerci iu la
tabl ,orele de religie pline de pilde i sfaturi despre via ce au fost sdite adnc
n sufletul meu.n aceste ultime rnduri doresc s mulumesc tuturor profesorilor
cu care am avut plcerea s fiu n aceti ani de liceu i promit s fiu la fel de
contiincioas i munctoare pe viitor.

CU MULT STIM I RESPECT,Sava Madalina

Dear Teachers,

Life has offered me a lot of surprises, one of them was my collective of which I
was fortunate to be a part for four years. On the way to my professional training,
but also as a person I had met wonderful and understanding people, who taught
me and gave me advice, which on the future will weigh more than a fleeting
definition or formula. Those are the teachers which I had to leave, with deeply
regret in my soul, because I have to take life in my own hands now, a life built
after my choices based on their advice and they had been by my side more than
own my parents. Here are the last weeks of school ... its raining ... both outside
and in my soul. Memories are flashing like a short film in my head, with all the
beautiful, funny adventures and even the conflicts between colleagues, now longforgotten. The romanian classes lived with intensity within each novel, the math
classes where I was struggling to learn the formulas and the dizziness everyone
had in front of a blackboard, religion classes full of examples and advice about
life, they are all planted deep in my soul .In these last lines I want to thank all the
teachers with whom I had the pleasure to meet in these years of high school and
I promise to be as conscientious and hard working in the future as I am now.

Yours faithfully,
Sava Madalina