Its My Life.....

It is too early to wake up at 6 for me. Today body seems like the bed more than any day . The force of mind pressurises to wake up and get ready. The bus leaves the campus at 8 am, but if I amn’t preparing then I won’t reach the place on time. Reached proctor office(main Campus) at 7.45 a.m. Bus to RGSC start from here. Could see the bus parked in front of the proctor office. There is no rush today? But surprisingly almost all seats are booked by teachers by keeping their bag in and fortunately got a seat in the middle of the bus. Its 5 mns to 8 and all seats are filled up. Teaching staff and non teaching staff are ready for the days work to RGSC. A young lady came in the last minute. There is no seat available by this time. At first, I thought I should give her my seat. But next moment, mind told me to wait as the lady seats are occupied by gents and decided let the gents give her seat. Interestingly none give her a seat there and she moved back, where there was a seat available.

Today is a Great Day to honour our teachers. I still remember my good old days when I was a student. I was not aware of the greatness of Teachers Day until I started my career in teaching.. It is a great reward for any teacher when students turn out to be successful human beings in the life. This is a small tribute to my teachers who taught me to learn the lesson of life My Parents, specifically my father, who wanted his son to be educated. His efforts and vision led me and my brother to take up formal education . Pre School Aashan: My faded meories dates back to the first days of learning where my tiny forfinger was used to write in white sand the letters in Malayalam. I still remeber my copy book in which all alphabets, Arabic numbers and words like Thara, Para, Pana etc. The first person who brought me in to the world of letters. School Eliamma Teacher A great human being who has shown light to thousands of students who studied in Kappiset Govt. U.P.School. Leela Teach