Day before Yesterday was Teacher’s Day but R household is always a bit slow…so this post today
My mom has been a teacher all her life…she is the kind of teacher who goes and stand on the stage in front a 1000 students and just her presence is enough for the entire population to have pin drop silence…I am not kidding..that does happen
Ma is a strict teacher….but again she is also a favorite among kids….she knows how to be strict but is very very approachable…you know the one who is strict without being scary…loads of kids approach her with their problems..and I have lost count of so many students coming to her after years…and telling her that she played an important role in their lives
Couple of incidents
She was a teacher of class 9 & 10 when she first came to Baroda in 1976….Years later, last to last month when she had gone there, two of her students of the 1976 batch came to her (she was staying at a friend’s house) with home made sukhdi and thanked her for what she was to them
and then there was this instance when she was trying to put me on a train at about 3 in the morning (I was coming to meet RD before marriage, yaa mom is cool that ways ;)) and two guys (burly chaps) came and fell at her feet…I was almost going to shout bachao bachao when they told her ‘R madam, you may not remember us, you were our teacher in class 4-5 and we were naughty..you used to scold us but love us equally’ These were college kids now and they had come to the station to drink tea…(station was one of the very few places in Baroda where you could get chai any time of the day/night) after a night of studying..saw ma standing and came to greet her…I was overwhelmed
And then I had this aunty of mine who died in a freak accident…She was one of the most popular teachers in her school..she was not more than 5 feet, petite, long hair, fair skin and with a personality that was so forceful that kids would just respect her looking at her…
When she died, for her ‘besanu’ kids came in hordes…I am not joking..class 8,9,10,11,12…all classes, all students, came to sit in the besanu, came when her body was supposed to arrive from MP, came to pay their homage to a teacher who was a driving force in their lives…I saw boys of class 11-12 shedding tears like babies when they sat in the besanu…
This is a true teacher
and then I have my dance teacher…surprisingly she is a Gujarati..yep I learnt Bharatnatyam from a Gujarati..which is a shock to many people…but I adore her..she taught us with love, with strictness and she ensured that I gave my final exams even though I had my engineering exams around the same dates..she made me give the exams and ensured I passed..I am a BA in Bharatnatyam only thanks to her..and she is someone who never raised her voice or was strict..we students adore her like crazy…
A teacher who makes your hobby your passion – This is a true teacher
I have changed about 7 schools living in Baroda itself…Difficult to believe na! (and lets not get into WHY I changed 7 schools living in such a small town..its just a long story)
I remember my class 2 teacher…she was cute, reminded you of a cuddly doll who you could go to for a hug anytime…She definitely made a difference in my life
and my Sr.Kg teacher…she encouraged me to do stuff when I was upset about my mom being the supervisor of the same school as I was…in my Sr;Kg I declared that I would never study in the school where my mom is a teacher!
but my Sr.kg teacher, she never made me feel weird or out of place…I was encouraged to do everything and anything by her and I was pretty successful
Two teachers who made a difference in the young age 🙂
R has an excellent daycare teacher – V teacher, who is on maternity leave now and R misses her like crazy..
V teacher is responsible for R’s upbringing…I think she is more a mother to R than me…R still says ‘mereko V teacher ke jaise banana hai’ I hope she becomes like V teacher…honestly!
She is the one who brought up R from 1 year of age, made her bloom, gave her courage, gave her values, gave her thoughts, encouraged her to be independent, taught her to fold her clothes, clean her place..you name it and its V teacher who has done everything for her…
This is a true teacher..
and for more on teacher’s day, I ask you to read The Bride’s post on her teachers and Dipali’s post on her mother which is awe inspiring
I started out this post as an ode to my mother, I realised I knew other teachers who made a difference in my life and added them on and then finally below are the pictures of the cards we made for R’s school teachers and her daycare teachers
Shruti, you reading na…you are an inspiration for this..but well..you know that right?