Share your memorable moment which you experienced with any of your teachers?
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Then I was in class 11 and the day was 15th August. I was anchoring the cultural program. Being the anchor I had to stay till the end as I was the one to conclude the program. At last, as expected there were hardly anybody left to hear my “thank you”. It was definitely not their fault as the Sun forced them to leave the ground ASAP. Then I moved to the canteen to collect my tiffin packet. As I reached there I saw my teacher (my English ma'am who is the vice principal of our school and was in charge of conducting all cultural programs) shouting at the keeper and then came to know that someone else had taken my packet. The first thing that came to my mind was to kill that uncle but then I saw he was already crying and begging forgiveness from ma'am. So I cooled down and said,
“It's okay ma'am, I'm not so hungry.”
She, looking at me with red eyes, asked
"Did I ask you?”
“No ma'am.”
“How will you go home?”, this one was asked kindly.
“Ma'am by walking.”
“Go get into my car.”
Now this I didn't expect and stood there thinking whether I heard her right. She again,
“What happened? Don't just stand there. Go my driver's already there. GO.”
I went near the car but couldn't dare to open the door. She came and did it for me. I was sitting inside an Innova Crysta with my favorite but the strictest teacher of the school sitting beside me. She broke the silence by saying
“Well done, proud of you ".
We played a lot. And gossiped even more. Ma'am narrated her awesome stories of life time experiences. The children were of different sizes— some were so little that they could hardly speak clearly and some were so tall and grown up that they were sharing their future plans of settlement.
I was in another world. The world which has no regrets, no complaints, no worries, free from corruption, free from pollution, free from manipulation. I completely lost the track of time when ma'am called me to get into the car. When I reached home it was 7 pm. I was warmly welcomed by my mother with a cane stick as I missed my 2 important tuitions. But whatever, that scolding, beating was nothing in comparison to the happiness I shared with my teacher -“MY MOST FAVORITE TEACHER"