"Teacher hold children's hands through the hard transition from the warmth of the home to the unfamiliar environment of the school; they help to decipher those funny-looking shapes called letters; they bring life to formulas and equations; they prepare the stage for learners to shout "eureka"; they bring the world into the classroom and the classroom into the world; they try to make sense of the directives of central education authorities and implement reforms formulated by "experts" and parachuted to them. Teachers are underpaid and ill-prepared, yet accountable for successful teaching of malnutritioned and poorly prepared students, in schools that are unhealthy, unsafe, and inadequately equipped; they are expected to understand and address the needs of students, parents, administrators, society, the economy, the past, the present, and the future" Those are my thoughts beautifully put in words by someone who could write well.
My vivid memory of my first day in school, and then all the memories of my school days only reminds me of how much I owe my teachers.
My class two teacher used to walk with me everyday to and from school....I used to feel so secure with him walking beside me.
My class five Math teacher hit me on the head so badly for copying the homework from a friend which was wrong....i cried for one week...eversince maths became my favourite subject and I was his favourite student till I finished that school.
My class 7 physics teacher kept me on my knees, holding my ears whole class period because I looked out the window while he was teaching....he was the proudest person when he saw my class X results....my dzongkha lopen taught me the value of wisdom and bodhicitta but today I wish I can meet him...I have so many questions on those topics he taught because I believe in them more.
My Economics teacher forced me to write an essay and I won a global award....she also made me be a MC for one occassion which I blundered but the experience was worth it.
On one party occassion my office hosted, my principal was there and she was so proud telling her friends around that.....this is my student now she is an engineer, I saw genuine sense of happiness and achievement in her eyes.
I don't know what to conclude from all these episodes of my life, but one thing is for sure, they were my teachers and they were all perfect. They were my moral support, they were my perfect embodiment of sacrifice, selflessness, dedication, and service to the Tsa-Wa-Sum (King, Country and People). All I can do for them is say that I am what I am because of my teachers and I am very grateful to all my teachers.
No words of "Thank Yous" are enough to show my gratitude, but that's all I have to offer.
Dedicated to all my teachers and to all the teachers in the world.
From Ever Grateful Student
My vivid memory of my first day in school, and then all the memories of my school days only reminds me of how much I owe my teachers.
My class two teacher used to walk with me everyday to and from school....I used to feel so secure with him walking beside me.
My class five Math teacher hit me on the head so badly for copying the homework from a friend which was wrong....i cried for one week...eversince maths became my favourite subject and I was his favourite student till I finished that school.
My class 7 physics teacher kept me on my knees, holding my ears whole class period because I looked out the window while he was teaching....he was the proudest person when he saw my class X results....my dzongkha lopen taught me the value of wisdom and bodhicitta but today I wish I can meet him...I have so many questions on those topics he taught because I believe in them more.
My Economics teacher forced me to write an essay and I won a global award....she also made me be a MC for one occassion which I blundered but the experience was worth it.
On one party occassion my office hosted, my principal was there and she was so proud telling her friends around that.....this is my student now she is an engineer, I saw genuine sense of happiness and achievement in her eyes.
I don't know what to conclude from all these episodes of my life, but one thing is for sure, they were my teachers and they were all perfect. They were my moral support, they were my perfect embodiment of sacrifice, selflessness, dedication, and service to the Tsa-Wa-Sum (King, Country and People). All I can do for them is say that I am what I am because of my teachers and I am very grateful to all my teachers.
No words of "Thank Yous" are enough to show my gratitude, but that's all I have to offer.
Dedicated to all my teachers and to all the teachers in the world.
From Ever Grateful Student
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