Teacher-Teacher

I wrote this note while playing teacher- teacher, and this reminded me of whole story.

Remembering my past Leads me to the utmost happiness. Today as I was searching books for my grandmother, I found a book of Premchand. I took it and removed it’s dust with my hands and gradually filped its pages. Suddenly, I saw something white in between Yellow crinkly Pages. I turned over the pages and found a little piece of paper on which ‘social’ was written. All at a once a smile came on my face. Abruptly, I stepped into my past and remembered the history of that piece of paper. When I was in 2nd – 3rd standard, I used to play with my cousins and three of my friends. When my summer or winter vacation starts. Generally Alisha, Shifa , krish, Nandan and I used to play our self-made games for almost whole day. Without worrying about studies or anything else, just enjoying our imaginary games. One of our favourite game was teacher- teacher. We used to play this game in my drawing room. Before starting we always had a fight for who would become the teacher. One day we decided that from now onwards we would have several period so everyone gets chance. One of us would become our class teacher. We used to behave like that, that was our first day of new session not just for one day we repeated it every time we played.

The game starts like this, the teacher enters our so-called classroom. We would sing rather than say good morning. Then he/she makes us pray and she says thought of the day as a part of assembly. We would start our first period the teacher takes the attendance, and as it was our first day we used to introduce ourselves. And the teacher would make several incharges like cupboard incharge, blackboard incharge, cleanliness incharge monitor etc. then he/she would teach us. For irritating the teacher we used to interrupt in between and ask silly questions. When we get bored one of us would knock the table just like the way school bell rings. And second period begins. Like this we continue our game and the last and my most favourite part of that game comes. In that our class teacher used to come and tell us that from next week we were having our unit test. So, we would have to arrange the copies roll number wise. In that room there is a cupboard filled with books and magazines. All that books and magazines used to be our copies. Then we have to make name plates for each subject and put it in that copy and arrange them roll number wise and subject wise. Today while writing I noticed funniest thing about this game that on our first day of a new session itself we were told that from next week we are having our unit test.

All these fun times became past.All my friends had shifted to other places. And every one of my age around me is getting older and have no time to play. Recently I made a new friend she was just like Me interested in playing so we used to play but covid-19 destroyed my happiness. As I can’t meet my friends the only thing which is left is to catch-up online or cherish the past memory with them.

तुम से ही हूं मै


मां रहती हो अगर तुम पास मेरे लगता है जैसे बना दिया है किसी ने कवच,
पर अगर थोड़ा भी दूर हो जाओ तो लगने लगती है आग की हर वह आच।
तुम्हारी गोद में सिर रखकर सोए बिना दिन नहीं होता है पूरा,
और अगर तुम्हारी गोद ना मिले तो हो जाता है अधूरा।
तुम्हारी डांट में भी प्यार झलकता है,
और अगर वही कोई और कितना भी प्यार करे तो तुम्हारे जितना मीठा तो नहीं लगता है।
तुम्हारे हाथ का खाना तो अमृत लगता है,
और अगर कोई अमृत भी देदे तो वह तुम्हारे आगे फीका लगता है।
-ईशिता

‌मां

जो बताती हो वह बताना नहीं चाहती हो,

और जो बताना नहीं चाहती हो, वही बता जाती हो।

तुम इतनी भोली हो, सब सह जाती हो मां।

तुम इतनी समझदार हो, फिर भी समाज की कुप्रथाओं में बंद कर रह जाती हो मां।

तुम अपनी इस मुस्कान के पीछे सब दर्द छुपाना चाहती हो मां।

तुम अपनी एक मुस्कान से ही हमारे दर्द चुरा लेती हो मां।

Most memorable experience of school life.

“वह दिन भी क्या दिन थे” one of my most memorable moment of school life was exhibition in 7th standard. Exhibition was on 7th December, but the craze between students started from November only. Everyone started discussing about which group they will join. I thought that I will join science group, but when the groups were dividing every fourth student want to join science group. When ma’am came to me and asked which group I will join I told her that I want to be in science group, she said that already 12 to 13 students are there in that group and no place was left. She asked me to join any other subjects group. I was very sad. One of my friend asked me to join social science group, she said that social science is also a type of science you can join it. For a minute I thought about it and joined social science group. I was glad that I joined that group. It’s true that everything happens for good. There were 10 students in group, 4 girls and 6 boys. My class teacher was in charge of my group.

Next day she called us and asked us to think about topic on which we will present our project. We gave her a lot of Ideas but it was not good enough to be made. After 2 days she told us an idea it was great, no one has even thought of it. It was ‘steps of farming.’ We discussed about how we will make it, everyone gave ideas and we collaborated them and started working on it. We used to get 4 periods to work out of which first three were usually spent having fun and playing and in the 4th period we would panic for not being able to do anything. So we start working and after sometime we forget about it and start playing.

As the day of exhibition was coming near and We had not progressed much so we decided to work on Sundays also. We met at one of our group member’s house. Talking, Playing, dancing we passed all the time and did nothing on the project and next day ma’am called us and said you all are just enjoying, no progress at all, I think you all will not be able to complete your work.We had realizations after this and started working seriously. Next Sunday also we met at his house and worked. when the last four days were left we started working hard. One day before exhibition we all came and finalized our project and took a breath of relief. Then we played a lot. we all were playing Red Hand in a circle, whole class was empty. Suddenly a teacher came into classroom and started staring at us. By mistake one of my friend saw her and sat down. She was pulling my hand, I asked her what happened. She pointed towards ma’am and I immediately pulled my hand from the middle and sat. Everyone also saw her and quietly sat. She said you can play but quitely.

Finally the day of exhibition came and I was excited as I was representing my project. For the first half hours. Half of the students were asked to stay in playground.We played basketball along with other students of our class but from different groups.In the second half I enjoyed explaining about our project to the parents. They asked me several questions and complimented our project. It helped me learn presentation skills and I became more confident to talk in front of strangers.This was one of the best expericne of my school life.

My experience with COVID-19

In the starting of lockdown there was a huge fear of COVID-19 among the people. It seemed like a giant beast was eating people. Actually it was not a beast but only a tiny virus to whom we cannot even see with our naked eyes. It’s true nature is great, an invisible virus can kill tons of people.

In October, my family had a mild symptoms of covid-19. It started with my father he got loose motion, severe Fever, cold and cough then it came to me for 3 days I also had a severe fever only in the morning after waking up. My mother felt nauseated and she was not able to smell anything. Finally, it affected my my sister’s ability to taste and smell. She was very fond of it if she sneezes or her body’s temperature increases she would say,”I think I am Corona positive”. My mother used to scold her.

Before us my uncle and his family was Corona positive. So we separated our bathrooms and we avoided going to my grandfather’s room. Then also no one was serious about it. So my sister decided to get ourselves tested for covid-19. She consulted to our maternal uncle, he is a doctor. He said that ok test yourself and if anyone’s report will be positive then each one of you is positive. So on 11th October we got tested by rapid antigen kit. It was very painful test, they put something which looks like an ear-bud into our nose. There was an extra kit, so we asked other members of my family but no one was ready to get tested. My mother and father were negative and me and my sister were positive.

After we tested positive everyone was shocked. We sat in a room,the lights were off and a little bit of light was coming from the bulb of gallery. I was wearing a mask.We started discussing about what we have to do for next 21 days, then my mama called and said it’s ok, don’t worry everything will be fine soon, and advised my grandfather to go to our village for his safety. Next day Dadaji went there and lived for almost 21 days with my Amma. After leaving that place he had never been there for so long. He enjoyed so much that he don’t want to come again. My mama also advised to separate our beds. After that I separated my beds. I wrote on my whiteboard that,”get negative soon Ishita”. On those days I slept for more than 12 hours and for two days I lost my smelling ability. Me and my sister used to watch a web series. So after separating our beds we used to watch it on our respective phones and the same episode at a time.

I become so weak that I was not able to finish my food also, in the middle I always got tired. After few days, after eating a lot of medicines and food. We got negative reports. We were so happy for my brother as he went to Delhi so he was not exposed to COVID-19, but from 24th October he got fever so he had to come back. He was sick for almost 15 days, we don’t know whether it was Corona or not but all the measures were taken according to it.

My experience of COVID-19 was horrible, enthusiastic and full of fatigue.

– Ishita Mishra

Pre-covid nostalgia

As we all are in a very difficult phase of our lives. Because of the covid -19, the world has changed its routes. The last day of my school was 6th March, 2020. It has been 7 months . I am highly desperate to see my school,my friends ,my teachers again. Due to covid-19; there are many things which always give me nourishment is now disappeared .

In my pre covid World, My Father used to wake me up for going to school and I always used to say “papa bus 2 minute aur.” Then I again fell asleep, when I woke up it was always too late. So my mother would get angry on me and it was my habit that when I ate my breakfast I used to eat only half of it whether it is Puri or anything else. After completing all my work in rush ,I went to the bus stop and more often I miss my bus so my father took me to the bus and he always threaten me that from tomorrow he will not drop me to the bus. I really miss those days.

When I get into the bus I always used to sit on the second seat of right column of the bus. No one sits before me so I used to open full window and take the view and the fresh air. There was a teacher who always ask me to keep her bag in the staff room, After we get down from the bus. After few days, she only give me gesture and I would understand what I have do. I really miss those days. I want to keep her bag again

When I use to reach my class, only two or three children used to be there and as the time passes other students gradually come to the class. In the morning we had a lot of fun everyday. These are the things which I do everyday but it’s always new. When our prayer starts some of my classmates would start laughing and make others laugh also and start singing in different ways. I really miss those days.

As ourclass starts, as always time passes and the Recess used to come. I had a group of seven girls we always did our lunch together, our place was also fixed . First we keep our tiffins and bottles in a circle and go to wash our hands it was a great fun. Then we come and have our lunch and gossip. Whenever there was games period we all will be excited from the morning on words. We had fixed that we will either play Basketball or badminton. We play dumb charades,truth and dare and Atlas in our free periods. I really miss those days

When the school gets over,often our buses are late. Student whose buses are late they start playing Red Hand. It was a like a rule in our school. It was only game which was played in each and every class. When our buses come we used to say bye to each other and get into our respective buses. when I come back to my home my mother always ask me about my day, after that I would take a Bathe and have my lunch. Then I used to take power nap after my nap, I would start my studies. At 9 p.m. I used to eat my dinner and get to bed. I really miss those days

Then I always think that how boring my life is ,but now I realised how beautiful life I had.

– Ishita Mishra

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वह भी क्या दिन थे….

सातवीं कक्षा,

स्कूल रोजाना होता था, तब लगता था कि काश एक दिन की छुट्टी हो जाए। एक दिन सुबह-सुबह एक अजनबी ने क्लास में कदम रखा, और फिर पता ही नहीं चला कि वह अजनबी कब दोस्त बन गई, उसका एक अलग ही व्यक्तित्व था कुछ ही दिनों में हमारी दोस्ती इतनी अच्छी हो गई कि हम एक दूसरे को बेस्ट फ्रेंड मानने लगे थे। उस रोज में बदल सी गई थी। अदीबा के आने से पहले मेरी दोस्ती सिर्फ दो लोगों तक ही सीमित थी पर उससे मिलने के बाद मैं थोड़ी सामाजिक हो गई थी, शायद तब मेरी पूरी क्लास से ही मित्रता हो गई थी । दिन अच्छे बीत रहे थे पर एक दुख भी सता रहा था । दुख अदीबा के जाने का था, अगले ही साल वह वापस पटियाला जाने वाली थी । फिर हमने ठान लिया जितने दिन बचे हैं उतने दिन खूब मस्ती करेंगे।

2 नवंबर ,2018 को मैंने अदीबा के लिए फेयरवेल पार्टी भी रखी थी । मेरी 7-8 दोस्ते आई थी हमने खूब मस्ती की।

नवंबर और दिसंबर का महीना कितना खूबसूरत था। हमारे स्कूल में एग्जिबिशन लगा था । और मैं सोशल का प्रोजेक्ट बना रही थी हमारी ग्रुप में ऐसे ऐसे लोग थे जो हमेशा हम सब को हंसाया करते थे। वह खूबसूरत शामे जब लगातार दोस्तों का फोन आता था तब भी ऐसा लगता था कि मैं स्कूल में ही हूं। रात मैं भी कभी-कभी कैसे बनाना है उसके ही सपने आया करते थे। 7 दिसंबर को एग्जिबीशंस था दूसरे ही दिन मुझे गुजरात जाना था । जब मैं गुजरात से लौटी तो क्लास में घुसते ही मेरे दोस्तों ने मुझे बहुत डांटा कि तुम इतने दिनों कहां थी?

हमारी वार्षिक परीक्षाएं शुरू हो गई थी और हमारी परीक्षा का आखिरी दिन बहुत दुखद था , क्योंकि उस दिन के बाद शायद में आदिबा से फिर कभी ना मिल पाऊंगा क्योंकि वह वापस जा रही थी ।

आठवीं कक्षा,

शुरुआत के 2 महीने तो बहुत अच्छे बीते क्लास टीचर मुझे बहुत मानती थी और मैं पहली मॉनिटर भी बन गई थी। पर वह खुशी सिर्फ दो महीनों की ही थी, जुलाई से मेरी क्लास टीचर बदल गई और मुझे आज तक नहीं समझ आया कि उन्हें मुझसे क्या दिक्कत थी। मुझे एकदम कोने में बैठा दिया जहां कभी किसी टीचर का ध्यान नहीं जाता था। बहुत समय लगा जब मैं उस जगह पर कंफर्टेबल हो पाई तब तक तो पूरा साल ही बीत गया था।

मैंने आठवीं कक्षा में दो-दो बार एसेंबली में बोला था बहुत कम बच्चों को ऐसा मौका मिलता है। मैंने लगभग हर  L.A. activity में भाग लिया था सिवाय सोलो सिंगिंग के क्योंकि मेरी आवाज सुनकर शायद सबके कान के परदे ही फट जाते। आठवीं में मेरे बहुत दोस्त बन गए थे और हमें बहुत डरा भी दिया गया था कि तुम लोगों का सेक्शन बदल जाएगा और मुझे हमेशा यही डर सताता था कि मेरा सेक्शन बदल ना जाए क्योंकि मेरे संबंध मेरी क्लास टीचर से कुछ अच्छे नहीं थे। कुछ महीने ऐसे ही बीत गए और फिर हमारे स्कूल में एनुअल फंक्शन होने वाला था, मैंने उसमें एक प्रहसन में भाग लिया था उसमें मुझे मेरी मनचाही भूमिका तो नहीं मिल पाई पर मैंने उसे छोड़ा नहीं। उन्हीं दिनों हमारे स्कूल में एनुअल स्पोर्ट्स डे भी था। उसमें भी मैंने 800 मीटर में भाग लिया था मैं जानती थी कि मैं दौड़ नहीं पाऊंगी पर मैंने पूरी कोशिश की। कुछ महीने बाद हमारी वार्षिक परीक्षाएं शुरू हो गई तभी मुझे चश्मा लग गया और सबसे बड़ी बात कि हम हमारी आखिरी परीक्षा जो अंग्रेजी की थी वह करोना महामारी की वजह से नहीं दे पाए।  हमारा रिपोर्ट कार्ड ऑनलाइन आने वाला था उस दिन मैं रात भर नहीं सो पाई।6:00 बजे से उठकर परेशान हो रही थी,9:00 बजे रिजल्ट आने वाला था तब तक तो मेरी हार्टबीट भी बढ़ गई थी। यह सब मेरे अंक कितने आएंगे उसके लिए नहीं हो रहा था परंतु मेरे सेक्शन बदला है कि  नहीं उसके लिए हो रहा था। पर ऐसा नहीं हुआ मैं 9th-A में गई, बहुत खुशी हुई ये देखकर।

‍‌………..यह थी मेरी कुछ स्कूल से जुड़ी खूबसूरत यादें ।

Ma’am your voice is not clear!

Nowadays, I am having online classes or artificial school. When I made an image of online classes before it was started,it was enthusiastic and amazing but in reality it was not. I’m going to tell you about my experience of online classes.

On 23rd April,our school whatsapp group was made and everyone was asked to make an email Id .Then teachers started to record lectures and post on YouTube. After that we have to download google classroom and join the classes. From then, teachers posted lectures on it. On classroom app students started chatting. Their is a one girl who says”hii” in each class. Students also ask each other “aur bhai kaise ho….Free fire kab kheloge.” One day two students were talking , suddenly ma’am interrupted them and ordered them, not to talk in classroom . One of them replied,”how are you ma’am, I hope you are fine and please take care of yourself and don’t go outside .”

After a few days I even had online test. We had three tests on same day,and only of 30 minutes. If any student is slow writer ,so how they can manage? When I was writing my hindi paper ,I did not know many answers because I did not had hindi book by then and video lectures were not sufficient for understanding. So I started to panic. Then my brother woke up and helped me. Because of all these hosh-posh I forgot to write one question and that was the question I knew.

For few days I had live online classes,it was great mess. Before a day of online class, one of my classmate asked to ma’am ,”Ma’am we have to wear school dress while attending the online class?” Network was very bad . In the beginning I was not able to join meeting because of poor internet connection. I don’t think that it is only my problem. When I was connected I saw my teachers were neither clearly visible nor audible but they were continuously teaching. They did not even bother whether anyone is listening or not. My classmates started saying,”sir your voice is not clear.” Teachers were listening but did not responded and started scolding us. Some boys of my class started talking with each other. Few students want to study so they scolded our other classmates not to disturb us. This chaos lasted for only two days. After that teachers continued to their old way of teaching (by video lectures).I am concerned about teachers too, they are risking their safety by going to school to record lectures.

One day I was listening mathematics lecture, suddenly I shouted… my mother was in the room ,she asked me what happened. I said ,”I want to go to real school and meet my classmates and teachers.” She said may your wish come true.

After 2 months of online class,I realized that it was not really beneficial for me. There are many students who don’t have mobile phones and internet connection. My aunt and uncle had three children ,they all are having their online classes.Uncle has to go office.So how three of them will study from one phone? Our domestic help is a single parent and has a daughter. She is also having online classes. They don’t have enough money to buy phone and internet connection.

If online classes will be reconsidered then also rich students can study as they have many resources like YouTube, google etc. And poor children will be left out.So, I feel that online classes are not an alternate option for school.

-Ishita Mishra

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