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- Story Listed as: True Life For Teens
- Theme: Inspirational
- Subject: Comedy / Humor
- Published: 07/06/2020
As Mrs. Sharon says “I teach because I’m still inspired by a great teacher I had when I was a kid. Teachers shape young minds , teachers sometimes give a lifelong remembered lessons and other times a simple encouraging words , teachers are involved with kids and teens in their good as well as bad times, they deal with living beings not with computer or papers, every action that are done by teachers are carefully examined by t heir students, so what we teachers do every single day truly matters.
“Teaching is a very noble profession, that shapes the character, caliber and future of an individual. If the people remember me as good teacher, that will be the biggest honor for me”– DR APJ ABDUL KALAM
Everyone knows how respected a teacher is, but have you ever read your teacher’s face what are they feeling or experiencing when a group of teenagers split behind their backs? When kids complain about their friend being nosy? When some sticky students don’t get off her? What do you expect an ideal teacher to do? Punish them, scold them or make them understand what are they doing is a bit annoying. Well then some of you may say “scold them off course”, some may say “make them understand”, and some of the experienced individual may say “let them do so, it’s just a year, students come and go!”. So, well my dear readers everyone has different mindset to see situation. I’m going to tell you some of my heard incidents told by my school teachers. (I’ll try to tell all the humorous and savage moments)
six years have passed until Mrs. Sharon joined as a new class teacher of fifth graders, in the CONVENT SCHOOL. Her amusement is already over (but then coming back again her students are the one she cared of all day); lessons planning, staff meetings, testing’s, student reports, class discipline are some of the topics that dwindles and perpetually lingers encompassing her scientifically jam-packed brain.
As soon as Mrs. Sharon used to enter the class, students used to wish her a long, singing good morning. The instant she says “ok students today we are going to learn about…” noises of pencil sharpening, opening and closing of pencil box, students opening books and their bags. then Mrs. Sharon would say “students stop everything, just listen to me”. And then every kid was watching and listening to her, some are super attentive and some half sleepy, with their perfectly oiled and groomed hair, they looked so charming and adorable that Mrs. Sharon couldn’t help but smile and continue her lessons.
One day when Mrs. Sharon was walking down the hall, she saw a group of first graders, heading for their games lesson. a small girl from the group held her hand and looked up to see Mrs. Sharon’s face with charming big brown eyes she said “when I’ll grow up, I’ll be just like you”. Mrs. Sharon smiled and said “oh, my dear do you want to be a teacher when you grow up?”. The girl nodded in no and said “no, I don’t like school and to study, when I’ll grow up, I will have shoes like you and will make the CLICK, CLICK, CLICK sound”. Mrs. Sharon chuckled all through the hall way to head towards her next class.
Last year Mrs. Sharon had a boy named Samit who would always complain about his missing home works, “mam! I bought it, I swear I bought it, I don’t know who took it”, “mam! I had my home work copy just now, I don’t know who took it”, “mam the copy in which you gave home work is missing from days”. One day when Mrs. Sharon was irritated by his constant complaints she said “I think Samit , your notebooks have got legs or maybe they would have flied like butterflies due to a sudden magic spell , I don’t know who would have done magic on your books, and I think they must be flying to artic circle of to the Bermuda triangle and are now missing. I think I should give you a certificate *BERMUDA TRIANGLE AWARD FOR MISSING HOME WORKS*, but I dropped the idea, so another idea is, from today onwards you’ll not get a home work”. as he listened to the last few words of his teacher he was approximately near to his fully brightened face. “instead of homework , you’ll do all the work in free periods, don’t hassle if you didn’t get a free lesson you can do your work in staff room on my desk after school” said Mrs. Sharon interrupting his almost bright face, Samit was then caught, and he then confessed about his deceits of missing home works.
Another incident was, when Mrs. Sharon had a substitution class, the subject was “moral science”. So, she decided to make the students read the chapter from their book. a girl who had problem pronouncing “atheist”. Mrs. Sharon asked her the meaning of atheist, the girl rolled her eyes and said “God knows….”.
When Mrs. Sharon had her science lesson, she was being disturbed by a boy continuously looking back and chitchatting with the boy beside him, Mrs. Sharon scolded him at times to stop this, but he apologized and continued again. Mrs. Sharon finally gave up on him and continued with the lesson and as soon as she stared to get in the flow back. The boy once again tried to face backwards and instantly fell off from his chair, the class broke up laughing hard. Mrs. Sharon helped him get up. he looked in her eyes a said “sorry mam”. Mrs. Sharon smiled and said “its ok, did you get the lesson now? Are you okay?”. The boy smiled and sat up on this chair and never looked back again in the class. Instead he made that boy beside him to sit next to him.
This incident took place when Mrs. Sharon gave every child a piece of paper written “what are the three thing you would like to do in the future”. She read all the students answers, she was happy until she read.
“first: make a girlfriend
Second: kiss her
Third: become a doctor”
Okay! The boy asked “any problem mam?” seeing a bit of stress on her teachers face. “oh, okay it’s okay”.
No matter how exhausted Mrs. Sharon was, sometimes when she hears, a group of kids saying “Mrs. Sharon is my favorite!” she would enliven up and smile more brightly, her shattered face once more becomes as red as roses.
From a teacher going “I have planned a lesson for you!” to “that’s not what I planned!” in just fifteen minutes or less.
“There is day when trying to control your class is like trying to hug a tornado”
But in the end what matters is the chaotic class being triumph and learning the lessons of life and never loosing hope.
teaching experiances(Chaitali)
As Mrs. Sharon says “I teach because I’m still inspired by a great teacher I had when I was a kid. Teachers shape young minds , teachers sometimes give a lifelong remembered lessons and other times a simple encouraging words , teachers are involved with kids and teens in their good as well as bad times, they deal with living beings not with computer or papers, every action that are done by teachers are carefully examined by t heir students, so what we teachers do every single day truly matters.
“Teaching is a very noble profession, that shapes the character, caliber and future of an individual. If the people remember me as good teacher, that will be the biggest honor for me”– DR APJ ABDUL KALAM
Everyone knows how respected a teacher is, but have you ever read your teacher’s face what are they feeling or experiencing when a group of teenagers split behind their backs? When kids complain about their friend being nosy? When some sticky students don’t get off her? What do you expect an ideal teacher to do? Punish them, scold them or make them understand what are they doing is a bit annoying. Well then some of you may say “scold them off course”, some may say “make them understand”, and some of the experienced individual may say “let them do so, it’s just a year, students come and go!”. So, well my dear readers everyone has different mindset to see situation. I’m going to tell you some of my heard incidents told by my school teachers. (I’ll try to tell all the humorous and savage moments)
six years have passed until Mrs. Sharon joined as a new class teacher of fifth graders, in the CONVENT SCHOOL. Her amusement is already over (but then coming back again her students are the one she cared of all day); lessons planning, staff meetings, testing’s, student reports, class discipline are some of the topics that dwindles and perpetually lingers encompassing her scientifically jam-packed brain.
As soon as Mrs. Sharon used to enter the class, students used to wish her a long, singing good morning. The instant she says “ok students today we are going to learn about…” noises of pencil sharpening, opening and closing of pencil box, students opening books and their bags. then Mrs. Sharon would say “students stop everything, just listen to me”. And then every kid was watching and listening to her, some are super attentive and some half sleepy, with their perfectly oiled and groomed hair, they looked so charming and adorable that Mrs. Sharon couldn’t help but smile and continue her lessons.
One day when Mrs. Sharon was walking down the hall, she saw a group of first graders, heading for their games lesson. a small girl from the group held her hand and looked up to see Mrs. Sharon’s face with charming big brown eyes she said “when I’ll grow up, I’ll be just like you”. Mrs. Sharon smiled and said “oh, my dear do you want to be a teacher when you grow up?”. The girl nodded in no and said “no, I don’t like school and to study, when I’ll grow up, I will have shoes like you and will make the CLICK, CLICK, CLICK sound”. Mrs. Sharon chuckled all through the hall way to head towards her next class.
Last year Mrs. Sharon had a boy named Samit who would always complain about his missing home works, “mam! I bought it, I swear I bought it, I don’t know who took it”, “mam! I had my home work copy just now, I don’t know who took it”, “mam the copy in which you gave home work is missing from days”. One day when Mrs. Sharon was irritated by his constant complaints she said “I think Samit , your notebooks have got legs or maybe they would have flied like butterflies due to a sudden magic spell , I don’t know who would have done magic on your books, and I think they must be flying to artic circle of to the Bermuda triangle and are now missing. I think I should give you a certificate *BERMUDA TRIANGLE AWARD FOR MISSING HOME WORKS*, but I dropped the idea, so another idea is, from today onwards you’ll not get a home work”. as he listened to the last few words of his teacher he was approximately near to his fully brightened face. “instead of homework , you’ll do all the work in free periods, don’t hassle if you didn’t get a free lesson you can do your work in staff room on my desk after school” said Mrs. Sharon interrupting his almost bright face, Samit was then caught, and he then confessed about his deceits of missing home works.
Another incident was, when Mrs. Sharon had a substitution class, the subject was “moral science”. So, she decided to make the students read the chapter from their book. a girl who had problem pronouncing “atheist”. Mrs. Sharon asked her the meaning of atheist, the girl rolled her eyes and said “God knows….”.
When Mrs. Sharon had her science lesson, she was being disturbed by a boy continuously looking back and chitchatting with the boy beside him, Mrs. Sharon scolded him at times to stop this, but he apologized and continued again. Mrs. Sharon finally gave up on him and continued with the lesson and as soon as she stared to get in the flow back. The boy once again tried to face backwards and instantly fell off from his chair, the class broke up laughing hard. Mrs. Sharon helped him get up. he looked in her eyes a said “sorry mam”. Mrs. Sharon smiled and said “its ok, did you get the lesson now? Are you okay?”. The boy smiled and sat up on this chair and never looked back again in the class. Instead he made that boy beside him to sit next to him.
This incident took place when Mrs. Sharon gave every child a piece of paper written “what are the three thing you would like to do in the future”. She read all the students answers, she was happy until she read.
“first: make a girlfriend
Second: kiss her
Third: become a doctor”
Okay! The boy asked “any problem mam?” seeing a bit of stress on her teachers face. “oh, okay it’s okay”.
No matter how exhausted Mrs. Sharon was, sometimes when she hears, a group of kids saying “Mrs. Sharon is my favorite!” she would enliven up and smile more brightly, her shattered face once more becomes as red as roses.
From a teacher going “I have planned a lesson for you!” to “that’s not what I planned!” in just fifteen minutes or less.
“There is day when trying to control your class is like trying to hug a tornado”
But in the end what matters is the chaotic class being triumph and learning the lessons of life and never loosing hope.
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Hafsa bint-e-rashid
07/06/2020I REALLY LIKED THE AWARD FOR MISSING HOMEWORK THOUGH, WHO KNOWS I CAN GET ONE
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Hafsa bint-e-rashid
07/06/2020GREAT JOB CHAITALI!!
WHAT IS IT BEING A TEACHER I CAN TOTALLY UNDERSTAND CUZ MY MUM IS ONE!
KEEP WRITING..
LOTS OF LOVE, HAFSA
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Chaitali
07/06/2020thanks Hafsa.
i always wonder how teachers control their anger on some really sucking teens. god knows.
by the way , once again thank you.
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