"Hello everyone, my name is Arthur Sterling. In terms of position, I am your principal, but I hope to become your friend and watch you grow day by day as a good teacher and helpful friend."
Principal Arthur Sterling looked to be in his fifties. Perhaps the years had been too arduous, for his face was covered with deep wrinkles, like the bark of a century-old pine tree, hard and deep. But it was precisely because of this that he looked like a pine tree, strong and resilient.
Although the jewels signifying his status and position gleamed on his shoulders, as he stood on the platform of the small auditorium, his expression and movements remained as precise and earnest as a soldier who had just undergone the most rigorous drill training, meticulous and serious to the point of being unwaverin
