chapter 9

To Anonymous,

Sorry I could not write you. I’m having my half yearly examination. It’s tedious to study for long hours. Still can’t avoid it. Today was history. History is surprisingly interesting this year, learning about the Britishers, their strategies and wars. It’s not that boring that people call it. Well it depends from person to person.

OOH!!!! I forgot to tell you. I and Sabrina are friends again. Thank god everything got normal. Teenage is really amazing but awful. At one second we detest someone and want revenge but at the next second we are back to normal and behave as if nothing had happened. This applies generally in friendship. We fight; make issues, cry and then everything gets normal.

In families too we fight with our siblings, but we know we can’t live without them. Our parents scold us and we develop an ill feeling. But it subsides with time. Because we know we can’t live without them. But sadly in this generation it does not apply for teachers. It is really shameful to see that students talk rudely to their teachers. There have been certain cases when children of my age group were caught throwing chalks at teachers and puncturing their bikes.

Everything goes normal until a teacher scolds a student and after that I have seen myself the anger boiling inside the students. We forgive our friends and family members but a teacher who are the one who inculcate good values in us and who always want our good, why do we have negative feelings for them. It’s really pathetic.

I wish that these things change. Even I was scolded a couple of times but now I’ve learnt to stop finding faults in others and apologize. It takes a blink of eye to taunt and pinpoint others but a lot of hard work to find your mistakes and stand up to admit them.

I’m getting late for dinner. I promise not to keep you waiting for my next letters. here’s another quote “Ideal teachers are those who use themselves as bridges over which they invite their students to cross, then having facilitated their crossing, joyfully collapse, encouraging them to create bridges of their own.” – Nikos Kazantzakis

Got to go. Bye.

Yours lovingly,

G$2.

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