The farewell was a trifle disappointing. I am not complaining but then I expected a bit more. Anyway, it was fun and I don't have any complaints. When I sat down to write a farewell speech, I realized that during some moments of your life, you just don't find the words to articulate your feelings. I really did not know where to begin. It was like there was no co-ordination between the mind and the mouth.
I was really sad that day. I realized that I would never get a chance to sit in those classrooms, writing on the desks, throwing chalks at friends, making fun of our friends, commenting on almost every thing that the teacher said, sleeping on those wooden benches etc. We would never be fortunate enough to be corrected by the teachers again and being subjected to their love again. Yes, college does offer a lot of opportunities to hang out with your friends, a lot of freedom etc. However, the mind always craves to return back to school. We humans, love attention. We like it when someone cares about us. In college, nobody gives a damn about who you are, what you do etc. In school, you get sick and at least 15 people ask you if you are well. In college, no one will be bothered. We will never have the same friends in college too. It is very rare that the friendship you have in school, lasts your life.
Life is so ironical. The first day we enter school, we cry as we don't want to leave our mother's protective shield. At that time, we are going into a new world. When we leave school, we cry again as we don't want to leave our school's protective shield. At that time too, we are entering a new world. We cry for the same things that we detest and then love.
Similarly, when we are in school, we crave to go to college, get freedom and be independent. As we go to college, we crave to earn our own money, be financially independent and stand on your own feet. As you see your children enjoying their school life, you want to go to school again. When they enjoy their college life, you want to go to college too. It is very famously said, "What goes around, comes around." It surely does. However, much you enjoy your college life, school life, be ready to be sitting in a rocking chair, as a retired person, thinking about what all I could have done in school. Because, 'Yeh Dil Maange More!'
Yeah, A 'Farewell' makes me sad too....and unfortunately for me, it comes year after year. You may say, since it happens so often, you must be used to it by now.The truth though, is that no matter how many farewell's I've experienced so far, each one makes me sadder still all over again.
ReplyDeleteYou boys feel sad that you won't meet your friends anymore. For us teachers, we mourn the fact that we have to say goodbye to our dear beloved boys, who we've watched growing up right before our eyes over the years. I just can't express how deeply affected I get by the fact that you boys have to leave.
I know that some of you will keep in touch for a long time to come. I also know that thanks to technology, keeping in touch has become possible in many ways now. Of course, from past experience I also know, that an occasional online chat, an sms or even a conversation over the telephone, doesn't make up for being able to see and interact with you boys every single day in the classroom.
How I wish I could eliminate farewell's from the experience of being a teacher! It's an unrealistic expectation to even think about but I can't help wishing it were possible.
Anyway, life goes on.....and I wish you nothing but the best Shaishav in all you do in life.....and please, please, please, DO KEEP IN TOUCH.
With a heavy heart,
-Ms. Lynette