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I am in class IXth elaborating on author's unwritten words. Most of the times I concentrate on the unwritten rather than the written.Just now I have presented the most unconventional view on positive thinking and am rather sorry to see the puzzled expressions. When I do that, and I do that quite often, I feel extremely sorry. A face or two in the crowd seems to understand what I said.That's enough. Next time there will be many more. What I had to say has attacked their conventional beliefs. Beliefs which their parents, teachers and others have passed unto them However, I had to do my job, even if it requires moments of cracking and crumbling. I have to push open the windows for them What they observe and absorb will be of their own accord. After all I can't control that.

There are also times when you have to fight your own ossification. Constantly reminding children of obedience, conformity , unquestioned respect for elders is second nature to teachers. But hasn't this world progressed by the nonconformists, non believers? Then why try to convert our children into obedient robots? Why curb their free spirit? Why not let them question? I have an answer. Because that's inconvenient. For that we will have to change ourselves. We will have to evolve continuously coming out of our rigid zones.

My class always remains the noiciest. One can always hear students' voices, arguments and laughter. Last year when I became the class teacher of class Xth I overheard remarks that the class has gone totally out of control and that our result might be spoilt. The irony is that it broke all the previous records of the school and one of my students attained a position in first five hundred toppers in English.

Nevertheless, I can still hear remarks that class VIII is turning into a set of hooligans Anjali ma'am being the class teacher. Far from disturbing me now, these remarks bring images of glorious moments when my children have achieved feasts never achieved before.

This post is not about me but about my vibrant, bubbling, wonderful students who will take this world by storm one day. So I wish, so I believe.

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