I like a teacher who gives you something to take home to think about besides homework. ~Lily Tomlin as "Edith Ann"
When I was a kid, all Teacher's Day was for me was a holiday or a half-day where we got to dress up, eat snacks in schools and then go home. It held no real significance except for the odd teacher who came along once or then who made you sit up and think.
Of 10 years in school, there are just two teachers who really mean something to me. Who made an impression on me, whom I still have immense respect for and who bring back pleasant memories of school.
They were the one who pushed me to my limits, who challenged me, who taught me how to think for myself. Whom I absolutely love and adore.
My next two years in Xaviers were pretty uninspiring. No Professor who stood out or whom I vividly remember and recall.
And then Wilson's came along. And Professor Sudhakar Solomonraj. And my entire definition of teachers changed. He pushed me out of my comfort zone. Made me push the boundaries of my limitations, both physical and mental. Dared me to dream. Challenged me to believe. Helped me to grow. Appreciate and Observe. Question and Challenge. Live and Love. To find the balance between fun and hard work. To believe in myself. To trust in others. Explore the possibilities and discover my own capabilities.
There's so much he does, thats so thought provoking and awe-inspiring. For instance, Every Teacher's Day, he writes his students a personal note. All his students. Around 180 BMM students and his TYBA Pol Science students. Every single student.
And that never ceases to amaze me. How he knows each one of us. Maybe not very well but to some extent. How he puts in so much effort when he doesn't really have to. How he mixes the good with the bad. How he knows us so well.
It's such a beautiful expression of his love for us. The time he makes for us. Even though he's ever so busy. The fact that he took 26 hours to write just our class these notes.
The fact that even as a teacher, he's constantly challenging his limits, trying to get to know his students better and better.
Now that's inspiring.
The dream begins with a teacher who believes in you, who tugs and pushes and leads you to the next plateau, sometimes poking you with a sharp stick called "truth." ~Dan Rather
When I was a kid, all Teacher's Day was for me was a holiday or a half-day where we got to dress up, eat snacks in schools and then go home. It held no real significance except for the odd teacher who came along once or then who made you sit up and think.
Of 10 years in school, there are just two teachers who really mean something to me. Who made an impression on me, whom I still have immense respect for and who bring back pleasant memories of school.
They were the one who pushed me to my limits, who challenged me, who taught me how to think for myself. Whom I absolutely love and adore.
My next two years in Xaviers were pretty uninspiring. No Professor who stood out or whom I vividly remember and recall.
And then Wilson's came along. And Professor Sudhakar Solomonraj. And my entire definition of teachers changed. He pushed me out of my comfort zone. Made me push the boundaries of my limitations, both physical and mental. Dared me to dream. Challenged me to believe. Helped me to grow. Appreciate and Observe. Question and Challenge. Live and Love. To find the balance between fun and hard work. To believe in myself. To trust in others. Explore the possibilities and discover my own capabilities.
There's so much he does, thats so thought provoking and awe-inspiring. For instance, Every Teacher's Day, he writes his students a personal note. All his students. Around 180 BMM students and his TYBA Pol Science students. Every single student.
And that never ceases to amaze me. How he knows each one of us. Maybe not very well but to some extent. How he puts in so much effort when he doesn't really have to. How he mixes the good with the bad. How he knows us so well.
It's such a beautiful expression of his love for us. The time he makes for us. Even though he's ever so busy. The fact that he took 26 hours to write just our class these notes.
The fact that even as a teacher, he's constantly challenging his limits, trying to get to know his students better and better.
Now that's inspiring.
The dream begins with a teacher who believes in you, who tugs and pushes and leads you to the next plateau, sometimes poking you with a sharp stick called "truth." ~Dan Rather
Comments
and amen to a wonderful post.
-Roshnee
i guess teachers day has lost its essence now...
i miss good teachers..wot i have in this country is just people who've taken up teachin for money as such... i cant feel their passion to educate