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Tuesday, 3 July 2012

One of the Best Teacher i met during my school life

          I still remember him, my 5th standard class teacher. A guy with average height who looks as if he is a military officer. He was my then English teacher, also a perfect Social Science teacher. I still remember him teaching us about pygmies and their culture, all my classmates where laughing on seeing pygmies' pics in our textbook.
         He was soooooooo good enough that he was our favorite teacher then. I still remember his  impositions. I was unaware of "lumbering activities". So I got a handful of impositions about lumbering. He was good in twisting stories and playing games with us, so none of his classes were boring like present day professors.
         I like him to be a social science teacher rather than an English teacher. I can recall his classes about reindeer and igloos. His classes were very much interesting and I used to get at least one beating per two days. To say frankly it was the only period in which I was active enough to get a teacher's mere scolding.
          We didn't had him as a teacher for long, just one and only one year with us. As he interacted much with us (he was our class teacher) and he taught us far better than others, I think none of my schoolmates might not have forgot him. His name is Mr.Manish. I still remember the last day we gifted him a glass prism like stuff  as a pert of sent off. Last time when I met him, he was working in Kerala State Education Department, Nilambur.

Friday, 11 May 2012

Those silly fights


Most of the quarrels my friends had among them, during my lower primary class, were for "SPACE". If one bench mate says 'you are occupying more space' other guy will say 'it is you who is occupying more space'.
Then the quarrel starts, they will start pushing each other, many a times I had to suffer because I was at the end of bench. Well I was bit chubby too. So sometimes I was forced to push back till mam stare at us.
Once I felled on a girl's feet who was sitting at the end in the next bench, just because my bench mates were too kind to me. I was lucky that she didn't stamped on my back. As a revenge, I kept a pencil upright on the bench, in such a way that, my cool buddy will sit on. Well it happened as I expected. He accused me, but I acted so well that it wasn't me. That is when I found out that, I had a such skills to act.