Suzanna Lamria Siregar

Do you remember, dear …
when I could easily answer all your questions?

“Why is the sky blue?”

“Where does the rain come from?”

“What is the meaning of “mutant”?”
Ha?
“Mutant, Miss Suzan … as in Ninja Turtles?”
Bless ye O … Leonardo, Michelangelo, Donatello, and Raphael…

At that moment, your palms were only half of mine.

The time your palms equaled mine …
Your questions became tougher, frequently I could not answer …

“How do you solve this covalent bond equation?”
You offered your chemistry notes for me to read, but I gave up.

“How about these sinus, cosinus, tangens, cotangens problems?”
I also surrendered.

You grinned and commented,
“but you were always listed as one of the smartest student in the class, weren’t you?”
Yup,but it was nearly a century ago when I got excellent marks for chemistry and maths at high school.

Just last week, you held my palms …
And we both agreed that your palms now have over-sized mine …

It took years, dear …
Yet, it is quite alright…

Handed to me a thick binder: a thesis, a MD thesis, yours.
On the dedication page, together with the name of Mom and Dad
written was my name

… and to Miss Suzan, my teacher …

Incredible what time has done

Now, it is my turn to ask some tough questions.
But, I do believe you will easily answer all, Doc!

[To my students]