Students
A student is a delightful creature comes in assorted sizes, weights, and colours, but he 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 brain turns to jelly or else he 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 heart.
He 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!”
