Back to school..
School has restarted.
Meet my new children in Std. I …
Meet Aneeket.
The child who is bouncy and noisy.Yet he is so thrilled to be in his ‘big brother’s school.
I was suddenly asked to fill in some statistical details by the office.
I gave the kids chalk and told them to draw on the floor.
kids drew flowers, trees,animals, cars and what -not
And dear Aneeket drew a boy with tears .
A few minutes ago I had told him to sit away from his newly acquired friend.
Kids are so sensitive.
I felt lousy.
I hugged him and told him to move back to his coveted seat
I was repenting my action :’(
Truly a rewarding lesson on the first day of school—for the teacher.
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kids, sensitive
the kids are fortunate to have someone like you who is so open and sensitive to their issues.
the last sentence made my eyes moist.
thanks for this post, neel.
wish you a lovely year ahead, and do keep sharing about your class!
I am fortunate that I have a chance to modify myself each day.
kaleelikke koneye illa .
Hindi li gaade ideyalla :” der aayad durust aayad ”
eegaloo nitya gynaodaya aagtaane iratte.
thanks for your words of encouragement,rkji.
I second what RK or bellur has said. YourStudents are really lucky very few children now a days get a teacher who understands and also wants to change. repenting for small things is really great and I salute you madam for your service as a teacher. kudos to you and to your students too who are so lucky to have u.As you said teacher get a opportunity to learn everyday but very few take it seriously and change which makes them more moulded
pranesh
Thank you ,sir
Meandered in from Churumuri. A very touching post. Like RK and Pranesh have said, the last line sums it up — everyday is a learning experience and sometimes our best teachers are our tiny tots.
Recently my 3 year old needed help with Lego blocs. She was bugging me to sit down on the floor and help her make a robot. I was caught up in a news clip on TV and continued to stand and dole out some generalistic “that looks good”, “you are doing great” without even looking at what she was doing.
Things fell silent and when I looked at her she had a decent robot she had made and she was talking to him “Let’s be queit Mr. Robot, Appa is doing something important.. ”
I promptly switched off the TV and sat on the floor. I had my priorities corrected by a seemingly innocuous and innocent statement..
Very very touching.
A real teacher is one who remembers all his students and their antics and a real student is one who makes his teacher proud by growing beyond the later’s clasps!!
Fortunate is Aneeket, and are his colleagues, for they have a God as their teacher.
No, Srik.
I am an ordinary human.