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Teacher Do Van Thai is the form and Literature teacher of the literature gifted class (LGC), class year 02-05. Nineteen years working for Hanoi-Amsterdam High School with thirty-four years of experience, a teacher who has left a remark into generations of HN-Amsterdam students' heart his passionate devotion to the school and to the students, to pass on the love for literature to the students. "Learn to be a human, learn to live better"
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When invited to be interviewed, Ms. Thanh smiled: “ It sounds like a singer’s live-show. Okay, prepare a state-of-the-art audio system!”. Though always impressed by her friendliness and enthusiasm, I understand that she is a passionate and serious person when it comes to teaching.
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I graduated from college in 1958. I joined Mr. Hoan and some Chu Van An teachers to build Hanoi-Amsterdam School from the very first days. At first, I was Vice Principal. After Mr. Hoan’s retirement, I became Principal. I taught Math. I also used to teach our school’s Math team but had to stop as I became too busy. In addition, I used to teach Math in French at French Yersin Lycée, and Math in English at UNIS. I retired in 2000.
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11am Oct 3rd, 2003 I arrived at his office on the second floor of the administration building. With a familiar smile, he warmly greeted me, a completely inexperienced journalist. It is not a big room but just enough for a “simple” vice-principal to rest after hardworking hours. The ash tray full of filter-tips was placed on the table with a “No smoking” sign. And our conversation began.
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Even though the interview had been scheduled far ahead, meeting with principal Dien was still a difficult task, since he rarely has spare time. Yet, I was amazed at how easily our conversation flew as few of us students had pictured him to be that friendly and welcome. Mr. Dien laughed joyously as he answered our questions. Because we only had half an hour for the interview, we got right down to business.
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I met Mr. Vu again on Teachers’ day, 11/20/2003. The antique living room’s door friendly invites me inside, like it has greeted hundreds of my teacher’s students. My old teacher,sitting in his chair, greeted me with his warm smile and a shaky handshake. He seems to be recovering, but I could see clearly behind that smile the endurance of his recent stroke.
I felt a little bit awkward , as this was the first time we talked about something other than Literature.
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