I had kept this post long due to find the right emotions within to pen them down. Heart decided to let them flow it today into the post.
My heart considers the teaching profession as the most prestigious and esteemed responsibility of the society. TEACHER, the next very important person in life whom we meet after parents, as we begin our life journey of enlightenment, education, knowing the world through their eyes and speech. They become an important aspect of molding us into facing this world
In the past few months, I have had the opportunity to interact with some of the fellow bloggers, whose profession happens to be teaching and my respect for their blog and writing multiplies twofold as soon as the message of their profession dawns upon me.
Well, I too had the privilege of enjoying this profession for a period of around 1,000 days back in the history when I was floating in the age of 20-21. My aunt owned a school back then, where I was an occasional visitor. On one such occasion, aunt directed me to fill in to manage a 7th standard class (finger on your lips role basically) as the class teacher for the day was absent and this naughty class was making their presence felt on aunt’s ears making her annoyed and she used me as her weapon.
As soon as I met the eyes of these tiny creatures accompanied with the index finger placed on my lips, the class settled down the dust and drove away the noise. But as the afternoon passed and seeing that we were not adding any value in each other lives, I momentarily picked up a Maths book and decided to go over a lesson to keep them occupied and kill time. That few hours was indeed the turning point which stirred the connection with them and lo!, I ended up being a part time teacher for this class for few subjects for the next 1,000 days. 1k days, as I had to put a break to the profession as life had made other plans for me and I had to deviate from the path.
Happiness knew no bounds when on a Saturday after Sep 5th last year, the same tiny eyes now grown up into adults, and those few who considered me to be their favorite teacher had decided to regroup and marked a day of their lives again. Only that this time it was not me going to meet them with a book, but they coming to meet me instead with a set of books (and a cake) to bestow their true love and respect. There was no particular reason as to why they chose the specific year out of the blue and it appeared to be just instantaneous. Anyways, it was indeed great seeing them grown into responsible adults and playing their respective role in the society in different fields. Listening to the story of each one was indeed splendid.
Teaching is certainly a respectable profession and influential, as being a leader it becomes utmost important to stand as an ideal role model as the students (the interested and connected ones) would closely follow your principles, thoughts, beliefs, behavior and importantly advices. The same students when they taste success would probably remember their favorite teacher who had once given them the hope and faith to stand with courage to face the world.
I do still remember my English teacher who had encouraged me to write and also other teachers who were instrumental. My respect and salutations would always remain deep in the heart. I am sure many of you would still remember that Mr. X or Ms\Mrs. Y who would have left back their imprint.
Coming to the writing world here, – Be it the Madam from Dubai whose wonderful articles tickles my brain and flashes me back into the precious olden days, or the Professor who teaches management studies creating magical short stories (absolutely beautiful), or the History Madam who shares thought provoking articles, or the school teacher who has been weaving magic through her great poetry, or the hindi teacher whose lovely hindi poems are soothing on the heart; they all have inspired me here with their creative articles and their command over language, attention to detail, the subject chosen, creatively using the formation of words, which is just so mesmerizing and does keep me connected with their writing.
Hats off to the creativity and more importantly undertaking the responsible profession of shaping thousand’s of lives inculcating learning, discipline, knowledge and behavior.
Last but not the least, thanking my lovely tiny souls who chose to be my students for 1,000 days and who continue to bestow respect and liking, which means a lot!.
Proud to have played the role of one, a great experience, indeed!