Students

Students

          A student is a delightful creature comes in assorted sizes, weights, and colours, but he/she has the creed: to enjoy every second of every minute of every hour of every school day and to protest with noise against the teacher.

         

In class rooms students are found everywhere – on top of, underneath, inside of, climbing on, swinging from, running around, or jumping to. Parents love them, allow them too. But Heaven protects them too.

         

A student is

                             Truth with dirt on its face,

                             Beauty with a cut on its finger,

                             Wisdom with bubble gum in its hair, and the

                             Hope of the future with a frog in its pocket.

         

When a teacher is busy, a student is an inconsiderate, bothersome, intruding jangle of noise. When a teacher wants to teach his/her brain turns to jelly or else he/she becomes a savage, sadistic, jungle creature bent on destroying the world and himself/herself with it.

         

A student is a composite – He/She has

                             The appetite of a horse,

                             The digestion of a sword swallower,

                             The energy of a pocket – sized atomic bomb,

                             The curiosity of a cat,

                             The imagination of a Senthil,

                             The audacity of a steel trap,

                             The enthusiasm of a firecracker.

         

A student is a magical creature – the teacher

                             Cannot lock him/her with books, but the teacher

                             Can lock him/her in his/her heart.

         

He/She is teacher’s captor, jailor, boss, and master

         

But when the teacher comes to class room with only the shattered pieces of his/her ideas and dreams, the student can mend the teacher like new with the two magical words, “Good morning(evening) sir/ma`am!”