Teaching me to live
Today is teacher’s day and when I think of teachers, what springs to mind is mom holding me with this big book on her lap reading out poems to me.…
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NaPoWriMo Day3 – My student
Every teacher has one of these. That rebel of a student who she always scolds but who always brings a smile to her heart. My student He exasperates me, Makes…
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My First Day As A Teacher
I looked across the sea of faces, My heart a mess of a million fears; Fifty pairs of eyes watched me, Some curiously, and some full of tears. All the…
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A newsletter?
Me? Writing one? OMG! I am feeling so many things all at once! Scared to the pit of my stomach! Yet, somewhere tiny butterflies of excitement flutter. I have always…
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How I became a teacher
I was all of fourteen. It was the 5th of September, 1979, Teacher’s Day. I was in the tenth standard and as usual the teachers had gone for a picnic,…
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Anmol
The phone shrills. I smile as I pick it up. It is a call I have been expecting. “Sunita, please speak to your student,” says Anuja, Anmol’s mother as soon…
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