Memorable Teacher

My 1st grade teacher, has always been the one I remember the most, in 1st grade is when I discovered my love for art and drawing, and he encouraged that even at my young age. I remember him always correcting the way I held a pencil. He seemed to be very found of me. After the 1st grade a war started in Bosnia, I had to leave my birth place and move. After 5 years, my dad found out where he moved to, and we went to visit him. I was in 6th grade at the time, and he asked me to write down our contect information. So I got a pen and started writing, when I was done I looked up at him and he was smiling. He said "you still hold a pencil the wrong way".