每次回母校,我都去看看那一排面向马路的椰子树,其中有一棵长得特别高。看到它,就会让我想起老校长和那段童年往事。老校长是台南人,在我读五年级那年调来。他时常怀念台南的风情,所以特地种了一排椰子树,每天亲自为树苗浇水,视为心肝宝贝,这事全校的人都知道。我们下课就到椰子树旁的空地玩。有一次我为了躲球,不小心撞倒一棵 Every time I came back to my alma mater, I went to see a row of coconut trees facing the road, of which one was particularly tall. See it, it reminds me of the old principal and that period of childhood. The old headmaster is Tainan, the fifth year I read in that year. He often miss the Tainan style, so specially planted a row of coconut trees, watering the saplings personally each day, as the heart of baby, the whole school people know. After class, we play in the open space next to coconut trees. Once I hid the ball, accidentally knocked down a tree