第一次见到华盛顿先生的时候,我还是学校特殊教育班低年级的一名学生。有一天,我来到十一年级的一间教室,等待我的一位朋友,就在我刚迈进教室的时候,他们班的老师突然出现在我面前,把我吓了一大跳。只见他紧绷着脸,没有一丝笑容,神情严肃地看着我。他就是华盛顿先生。那天,他要求我到讲台前,在黑板上解答一些问题。我 When I first met Mr. Washington, I was a student in the lower grades of special education classes in schools. One day, I came to a classroom in the eleventh grade and waited for one of my friends. Just as I was entering the classroom, my class teacher suddenly appeared before me and shocked me. I saw him tight face, no smile, looked at me seriously. He is Mr. Washington. On that day, he asked me to go to the podium and answer some questions on the blackboard. I