DEDICATED TO THE TEACHING
FRATERNITY
FROM THE PEN APN
The whole class was silent. All
the 128 students were silent because the teacher who was supposed to deliver
his lessons was seen to be lost in a prayerful posture with his eyes closed,
heads down and hands resting on the table. The silence continued........In the
depth of silence the teacher tried his best to come out of the state of
absorption but it was impossible on his part. The more he tried, the deeper he
sank into his thoughts.
A quote, which he came across, while teaching
a text had struck a chord in his heart. The quote said, “Teaching is not a lost
art but the regard for teaching is a lost tradition.”
He was a teacher in an
institution but today in the class while reading the quote he experienced a
flashback of his numerous teachers starting from the one who had taught him the
alphabet to the professor of his last attended institution. All of them
appeared in a circle as if they were playing marry-go-round keeping him at the
centre. The teacher felt himself like a student and was lost in intense
feelings of gratefulness for those persons who had taught him the ABC’s of
life.
The silence was broken by a front
bencher’s question, “What happened, Sir? Are you alright?” The teacher replied
from a state of heightened emotion, “Yes boy, I am always alright in life
because a few teachers had flawlessly shaped it. And you may take another 20
years to realize why I went speechless today.” The students could not
understand what happened to their beloved teacher.
With a smile the teacher turned
to the white board and wrote a sentence in capital letters to eliminate his
students’ wide mouthed expressions. The white board was glistening with the
words:
“A TEACHER AFFECTS ETERNITY; HE
CAN NEVER TELL WHERE HIS INFLUENCE STOPS.”
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