Day 3: César was my teacher

Today i will write about a special teacher to me. He taught me history in the primary education, also he was my head teacher for two years, but i don't remember the years or the level when that happened. His name is César Figueroa and he was over sixty years when he taught me. He was a big person (at least he looked like that), he had a black hair and he has a bald spot. He had little glasses and he wore a light brown jacket frequently. Well, now I need to say why he inspired me and that it's simple and complex at the same time. The simple part is because he had a different way to teach history, he taught history through drawings. He drew all the scenes in a historic period in a transparent film and later he placed the film in the overhead projector. The complex part in this history is the change that he inspired in my vision of the education. In his classes, the history come alive, the history looked like a comic, and a good one. After that, I never back to see the classes in the same way and now I'm so greatful of him and I remember him with affection.