Read the excerpt below and answer the question. "No," the small woman said to her husband, "it's not just an
egg. Look at that shrew, she can kill me if I come near her." Then
she turned to the tall woman. "Zhu Wenli, you're a cadre and
have drunk a lot of ink. I'm just a housewife and don't read
books. I don't care if we scratch each other's faces."
"If you dare to touch me, I'll break your skull with this," the
stalwart woman said, sucking her teeth, and raised the rolling
pin. She spat to the ground.
I looked closely. She was indeed my teacher Zhu Wenli, but
her thick body and fleshy face belied the young person I had
known.

Following this excerpt from Ha Jin's story "A Decade," how does the narrator feel about seeing her old teacher ten years later?