One of my friends asked me, why only on teachers. Why not on friends? My first few posts are on teachers cos they are the ones who were a big influence in our schooling days. In whatever ways, they have touched us.They advised, scolded,fought, screamed, ,yelled, nurtured us, inspired us, whacked us for being naughty, decked our dreams , nightmares ..And secondly, because, when u talk about school, they always come first to mind..atleast to me. In a way, this is a tribute to them.
Continuing with the previous post, My Maths teacher in 12th did not impress a great deal on me. She too had a rude nickname. She seemed harried and flustered most of the time. I, being not a fan of Maths, took the opportunities to stay away from Maths as far as possible. I did not like submitting homework and holiday assignments in Maths. And I relished the opportunity to remain a back bencher. The only thing was I enjoyed calculus.Sigh. I am not sure if there would have been a significant difference had the personality of the teacher been different.
Games Teacher (nothing personal) remained a fright through all the years.Fierce and ghastly punishments. She was, hell, aggressive about sports. respect for the passion of sports but Maybe, be her approach to wards girls could have been better. With guys and the sporty girls, there was not much issues. But with rest of us, who were shy, hesitant and suffered from insecurities, we had a hard time.We refused to go and run in the school ground in shorts, by the time we reached 10-12th class. Fortunately, we had a basement gym so we submitted to do our games there.
Those were the major teachers of the 11th-12th period. I still recall our library teacher. She was awesome and I loved the library period.Thanks to our English teacher, we earned an extra privilege of two library periods in a week as she was concerned that obsession with science/maths/engineering and medical would affect the english language.
Those who had not opted for biology, and chose engineering drawing as a subject had a different teacher for that purpose. He wa s quite inconspicuous. I still recall him. But he was rather, jokingly, called Sexy S——-. And computer science students had a dedicated teacher for that. Later, though, I heard that there were issues between him and my friends. I don’t recollect though much.Again, cause I was a biology student, cannot describe them much.
An unforgettable teacher, in class 9, my class teacher Ms.K, was adorably beautiful but there was a tragedy and she was widowed soon after her marriage. She, who used to make our class beautiful and warm with her glow, never smiled after that.Our hearts broke watching her every day in class. She had become like a marble statue, ghost like. Nobody should be widowed in their honeymoon.Then after two years, her life changed, she got married again and we were all sooooo happy for her….and she left India.I still remember her face, and the emotional turmoil she went through. I hope she is happy wherever she is now .