Vidya, this is for you. I read your comment from last night about letting go of the kids you teach. I can only imagine how hard it can be. I still get dreams of my 11th & 12th grade Commerce class, standing in the corridor and gossiping when we suddenly would get a period off coz the teacher took the day off. I distinctly recall everything we did for the 12th graders Farewell. I dont recall much of the farewell WE got.
I have made it a point to visit my school many many many times over the years (My husband will bribe the bahadur at the gate to let us in if we happen to go on a Sunday. Such a different feeling it is... I cannot describe it😭) Its no longer the illustrious, geeky, Iyer/Iyengar bastion of learning for kids of people working in the bureaucracy. It continues to function though, differently
There is a HUGE Saraswati statue in the lobby, the school would hire a Iyer priest every Feb to conduct Ganapati homam and Saraswati homam before they handed out our Board Exam hall tickets.
I have in the last 10 or so years gone a couple times to my teenager's "last day of school" when he was in Elementary, ALL the teachers, staff, lunch ladies would ALL LINE UP AND WAVE AT A STRING OF YELLOW SCHOOL BUSES ceremonially
"have a good summer" they cheer as the kids would go beserk screaming from the windows.
I tear up as I write this, because today's the last day of my 1st grader's school year
Its a very poignant scene, to watch 100s of adults sending off kids like that.
I would be a basket case if I were a teacher😭 Its impossible for me to let go of things so I wud be in an asylum
Edited by Nisha0604 - 10 years ago