MY TEACHER 🥰

World Teachers' Day, also known as International Teachers Day, is an international day held annually on 5 October. Established in 1994, it commemorates the signing of the 1966 UNESCO/ILO Recommendation concerning the Status of Teachers,which is a standard-setting instrument that addresses the status and situations of teachers around the world.

 In this occasion I am very much delighted to write a few words about my teacher's who guide me in my 23 years of journey in education😍.

 It's most appropriate to start with my Anganavadi teacher. I still remember the class room we had, it was a small hut near a church, where we sit in the cowdung coated ground 😅. A slate with a wooden frame was the only weapon in my hand (hope we had tabs and mobile phones back then😒). The homework written on the slate will be vanished when we reach the class. And there she comes my first ever teacher. We call her Mariyamma teacher with a sense of fear in our words. She was like a witch with a stick in her hand for us in those days. Eventhough she didn't show much of her love and affection, she never forget to beat us each and every time when we made mistakes.  Only because of her punishments we all became masters in reading malayalam and reciting multiplication table. 

After my nursery I joined St mary's school (it's not big st Mary's school, we call this school as Madom). I still remember the first day in my school. The first scene was a girl crying and pulling a teacher's hair and started to ran, the poor teacher tried to calm her and she took me to the class. I remained silent in all those noises. And my class teacher came, her name was Lissy teacher(same as my mother's name😄) I felt a motherly affection to her. Now also I have contact with her, the love and affection is same since 1999. I studied in that school for about 6 years and my memories is very precious. I really want to become the same old LKG student and visit my teacher's back then(really wish time travelling exits )

 

After 4th I joined in a CBSE school, where I was like a fish outside the pond. I remained silent with zero confidence. Deepa miss was my class teacher and she came to me and talk to me she helped me to break my bubble of silence. My class from 5-10 was a type of exile life. So we can skip to plus one and plus two

 For doing my higher secondary course I came to St Mary's HSS and started my journey, where I found a bunch of gem's😍. Alice beena teacher and Prakash sir are two among them. They were my chemistry teacher's. Their way of teaching and passion toward teaching and chemistry made me to love this subject.Alice Beena teacher was a bit noisy, 😅loved her students and never missed a chance to scold us. But Prakash sir was like a quite man. (മൗനം വിദ്വാന് ഭൂഷണം ) I still remember his strugle to keep his level of knowledge same as that of ours.(Yeah, he started from the basics🤣)

In my college life I met so many teacher's, out of them I going to say only about Jinu teacher. Jinu teacher was my M. Sc professor. I always loved her way of teaching. There were many occasions that she needed to be angry to us but her patience is like the eighth wonder for me. During that period I took a decision that whenever I become teacher I really want to be like her. ❤️

And here comes my B.Ed life, Where l got a bunch of efficient and intelligent teachers. And among them our class teacher, Dr Mayadevi shines the most.🤩 During these years I met hundred of teacher's, I could easily classify them into two first is 'teachers that I would like to be like them' and second one is 'teacher's that I don't want to be like them'. Maya teacher is surely on the first classification. Everyday she's imparting new knowledge in us. That's the type of teacher  I want to become in my future.