Today I found myself…

In the corner of class sitting quietly, trying to hide myself by just imagining, that if I won’t look towards teacher he won’t find me. Class seems strange as thinking where I have landed but silently and helplessly sitting in the grips of fear. Those roars of teacher and that fierce eyes still fresh in my mind and ah…. taking a deep breath, I am adult now and no more to bear that fear. Today, I found myself in one of the kid of my school. I can understand what he was feeling because the teacher’s resemblance and the attitude was same as was of mine. Now I was imagining, if these little kids will get the opportunity as we got during our college days of attending lecture or not? All was mine choice as what I enjoy completes my attendance criteria and the one, which bores me, completes my attendance in college canteen with my friends. What the teacher will do if we give such a freedom to these kids? But one question I am asking myself… If my teacher do not do all that with me by his stunt looks and roars will I be able to learn or not? Was that all necessary or not? Yet an unsolved mystery…
I ask so many teachers of my primary schools now…why a child attend school? Why s/he attends your lecture and why s/he listens you? Why s/he keeps quite and disciplined in class?And I think when a child starts doing that s/he is no more a kid…. S/he is called then a mature adult. Because we always make a comment in negative notion ‘don’t act childish’ then how we expect child to do the reverse…

Tehseen Haroon