Teaching, for me, has always been more of a relationship than a profession. I always had jam-packed classrooms, mesmerized students, rapt attention. Once it so happened- I noticed this boy in my class, sleeping on the very first bench. I spent the day wondering ‘how could I bore this one boy?’. The same happened the next English class; I woke him up after class- he hadn’t even realized the class had ended. We went on a walk, stopped at a tea shop and I offered him samosas. The way he ate it- I realized the boy had been hungry. On interacting further, he broke out to me that his father was a beggar in the village; he had fared well in school and joined college. He slept in a man’s garage, fed on the leftovers- in return, he tutored his 2 children. I was so upset. I got him enrolled in the free accommodating hostel and mess, despite the hesitation there. The boy did really well and went on to become an OAS and deputy collector.
Teaching has been such an adventure into the imagination of people’s minds. In all my years of career, these were little things that have mattered more. Educating is so rewarding, and I’m immensely happy to be remembered by my students.” -Frederick Wright
"Teaching as more of a relationship than profession!" So well said.
ReplyDeleteThank you for your lessons, sir.❤