I have a wonderful leader, my dear classmate from the days when we were young. Together, we walked through the laughter, the tears, the innocence of childhood and the dreams of our youth Life has carried us along different paths, yet the bond we built has never faded. And today, at our reunion, I saw her again. The same warm face, the same gentle voice, the same spirit that once guided us all. To me, she is not just a memory of the past. She is, and will always be, my class leader forever.
