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The one who shaped me to what I am today…

” Teaching is a very noble profession that shapes the character, caliber and future of an individual.” 

Teaching is a very noble profession. And it is indeed a complicated profession. It demands broad knowledge, enthusiasm, caring attitude and a love for learning; knowledge of discipline and classroom management techniques and a desire to make a difference.

Yeah!! Why am I writing this??

Because, I met my teacher who taught me in my first grade in the most unexpected way possible. I joined one of those Kendriya vidyalayas close to where I lived. I knew nothing about the locality or anything. Okay!! I was a five year old. My first day to school was bad. I was this very quiet child who never spoke a word to anyone. There was a lot of cultural differences. I was helpless. Then, My class teacher, Ms. Annie brenda. Yes!! I should mention her name, She made me into what I am today.

Since, I was this quiet kid, no one actually knew what I was. After topping the class, she started noticing me. She called up my mom and met her personally. She told my mom ” I thought this kid had a problem, she is introverted and does not say a word in the class, But then she topped the class. Make her interact with everyone and bring her out of the world.” That was a turning point in my life probably. My teacher who encouraged me in every way possible made me come out of my bubble. I started participating in competitions and won prizes too.  Once she gave me a chocolate that costed 10 bucks for keeping my progress report neatly. (Yeah!! I am a 90’s kid and 10 bucks was a big deal back then. ) She still is my best teacher indeed.

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That’s what sums her up…:)

 

Then came my Hindi teacher. Her name was Ms. Padmini. She is this beautiful looking woman.  She is my neighbor now. She taught me everything possible where I am able to communicate at ease where people ask me where I am from. I was into all the writing competitions and won prizes nevertheless it was not my mother tongue.

After a long period of 20 years, I still think of my teachers who made me a better person in every way possible.

This is one of those very few noble professions where you are able to light up the other person’s life, where you are the role model for everyone of them, where you are considered trustworthy, where you find those hidden talents from every kid, where you treat everyone equally regardless of their backgrounds, where you shape someone and much more. It cannot be described by any combination of the alphabets put together. 

It was a stroke of luck when I met my teacher in a restaurant after 12 years. I could see that love and compassion in her eyes when I introduced myself. OMG !! That was one of those moments which you always remember for a lifetime. She was oh so happy when she heard that I am doing well in my life. After my mother, she is one of those most beautiful women I have ever met.

Today, I am a confident and an  independent woman, who is still struggling to come out of my bubble. But, for what I were before, I have come a long way. Had I been the same little girl, I would not be doing anything I am doing today. I would always thank my teacher for that note.

A teacher’s profession is truly a blessed and a very strong one and the love is just nothing compared to all the money in the world. They are our idols indeed.

Until next time!! Have a nice day!!

 

2 thoughts on “The one who shaped me to what I am today…”

  1. Seriously it is a nice write-up Divya. You still credit your teachers for your knowledge and it is a great thing. I know many mischievous people who still make fun of their teachers. Hope you reach more heights in future. I wholeheartedly wish you a great success girl. 🙂

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