The tall and elegant lady

I had the opportunity to deliver a speech on the auspicious occasion of Teacher’s Day at school. I had a wonderful day. I’ll be sharing my Teacher’s day experience this weekend. For now, here’s the speech:

In the month of April in the year 2013, a timid girl entered the school campus. She was reluctant to come to school at first, for this school had snatched away all her friends from her previous school, where she had been studying for 7 blissful years. Yet, she had to sacrifice it all. She looked around and felt as if she didn’t belong here. She felt like an alien, who had entered this new planet and had no knowledge of how it worked. But she wasn’t left alone. A tall woman, who wore an elegant purple cotton sari approached her, and asked her not to worry, for she was there for her. Slowly, the girl made friends. She had difficulties and problems, but the tall and elegant woman came to her rescue every time. She has now developed into a confident and outspoken 10^th grader and is standing before you today, and she gives the credit for her success to the tall, elegant woman. This tall, elegant woman is a very familiar character. She is a teacher.

Each time I see a teacher, I am reminded of Aamir Khan from Dangal. Even though we aren’t their biological children, they treat us as more than that.  They fight with the world for us, they care about us much more than we care about ourselves, they scold us because they care for us, not because they want to torture us. They love us and they openly express it. Teachers mould all the Geetas and Babitas and make them good human beings.  

Just think of your life without a teacher. This is my last year in school, and I just can’t express how much I would miss my teachers. Your old friends can be replaced by new ones, but your teachers can never be replaced.  The bond that I have formed with every single teacher who has taught me is extremely special and can’t be described through words. I am sure every single one of you sitting there has a special equation with your teachers.

Meera ma’am (my school principal)  is my idol. She has been my idol since I joined the school. On this auspicious day, I have the golden opportunity to represent ma’am (we got the opportunity to be teachers for a day). But let me tell you that me or any student sitting here, cannot match ever one small inch of what our teachers do. What they do isn’t just extremely difficult, but also emotionally straining at times. 

We need to give the respect that the teachers deserve. We need to start recognizing their contribution in making our life successful. We need to realize that Teacher’s day isn’t the only day on which we need to respect our teachers. Lets make it a point it respect our teachers in each and every second of our lives and try to do at least something for them in return for what they are doing for us. Wishing a very happy Teachers’ Day to all my lovely teachers.