The day was full of people showing their appreciation , gratitude and love for their teachers. From our mothers to teachers to lecturers to colleagues and at times every person we meet teaches us something. My post isn’t about my appreciation for the teachers who have shaped me, I think if I become a good human being it will be a sign of my gratitude, I hope I make them proud.
This is about a student I taught years ago, before my first kid was born, just for a few months. Then I had to leave for personal reasons, however on teacher’s day years back, this girl who had my number, sent me wishes. In between running through NICU as my son was there, the message brought a smile on my face. Somehow this girl , Ajinder, I won’t disclose much more than name, hasn’t lost my number and each year without fail I get her message. Each year that I haven’t taught, she reminds me the love of a student for the teachers and makes me proud of being one. Now, I am not consistent in sending my wishes, but this student of mine each year makes me feel that either I made a big impression on her or maybe the school teaches her this or maybe it’s her parents who have instilled these values in her. So to you Ajinder and to the person who encourages this small act of yours thank you. You make my year with your message, so much so, that it has become a yearly ritual for await your message.
Thank you for the lovely appreciation message I get from you every year, they have become a part of my yearly dose of positivity. God bless you and give you the best of the world.
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