Schooling now a days is like an investment. You invest lakhs of money, stay nervous about the child's development and expect a ROI. However during my days, schooling was neither expensive nor a marathon to run. We learnt and studied peacefully. We didn't have extra classes, transitions, tuitions or surprise tests but we did well with whatever resources we had! I completed my education in a Govt School with meagre facilities but enjoyed the school years to the fullest!
I was a good student in school and I even secured district 1st in 7th standard board exams....I used to win in many essay writing or elocution contests. I was one of the bright students or so I as told by my teachers!
Today on my daughter's blog I want to just share a small incident from my school life. Our school always had surprise inspections by DEO (district education officer) or collectors or some other VIPs who want to come check the students' capabilities and the teachers' abilities to teach them! On one such surprise inspection, we had a sadist inspector who entered the premises only with an agenda to torture students! His presence was no less than an army general and the news of his treatment spread quickly to our class with in minutes after he entered school!
He started posing very tough questions like - "how many languages are there on a rupee note," or " what does the flag of Chile look like?" etc. I never heard or read such things so far. We didn't have the luxury of googling in those days. On present day I wish so badly that if I had a smart phone hidden somewhere in my bag, I could have answered!
The sadist entered our class. We all were trembling with fear. My heart was racing and I didn't even get that tensed during my board exams.
He selected some last benchers purposely and they were not able to answer a single question!
The head mistress then shifted focus towards me!
"Sir! She is the brightest student in the class. Top ranker. Please ask her!"
He started his question attack one by one and I suddenly became mute. It was as if I had bitten my tongue and couldn't get a word out :(
The authority kept on mocking, "so Miss Topper you don't even know this?"
As the bombardment continued, I started shivering🥶 and was almost in tears!
In my mind - I was kicking him, tightly slapping him...
In my ten second figment of imagination in a parallel universe - I was the inspector and he the student and I made him face the wrath of my questions!
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But the imagination ended, and he felt pleased that he troubled me enough, he left the class with a smug on his face. I let out a sigh of relief but I felt so upset!
After the inspection our headmistress met me and said ,"sorry!" . She apologized vocally for making me scape goat! I didn't feel bad and was actually glad that the ordeal was over!
After that inspection, there were many inspections and contests where I performed well but that inspection could never be forgotten! In a way it was a learning to me to be bold and accept my defeat with a high head!
May be that experience made me work on my general knowledge more and I started nudging my kids too to know and learn things that are not included in the school curriculum!
This is guest post by my dear mom Haseena, hence I broke the rule of sticking to the Covid theme and published her post! I am participating in Blogging from A-Z challenge 2022 and this is my P post - Page from the past! She doesn't have a blog and I feel I acquired my primary writing skills only from her :)
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