I would wake up very early in the morning for the craziest day of my life. I would not annoy anyone at home for getting late for school. I would dress up in school uniform neatly and cleanly.
The breakfast would be the old menu, one full glass of milk, which I would finish.
Then, I would hold a small school bag as on waiting for my school bus downstairs on the road side.
I would be very much overjoyed about going to school because I already know what would come next.
After catching the School bus, I would cackle finding the bus seat so small in contrast to my size. At the same time, all the children in the school bus would giggle judging what mommy doing at children’s place.
Entering the classroom at 08.00am sharp in the queue would be ecstatic fun for me. Surprisingly, I would with flying colors on finding my favorite Class Teacher “Sangeeta Sharma” in the class.
I would revive Sangeeta Sharma in my mind with her tallness, beautiful looks, dark blue saree with a black blouse and her tender facial appearance and imposing voice, instructing us to listen to her with a flow. She would teach us English. I would wish her class to never be over.
And I would go to take back seat and she would call me Garima & instruct me to come and have a front row seat which she did earlier too. I would respond politely -Yes, Mam!
I would laugh on finding the class desk so small to adjust myself into it. I would choose Priya as my bench partner because I like her since my childhood.
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very nice garima
Miracle i would run away and never come back to class ever if u my teacher change ur thoughts u better suits to be my classmate we both naughty then my teacher. i am sure being teacher nobody will take u serious
Nostalgia!
Nice Gari....don't know why tears are forming in my eyes...your blog reminds me about my favorite teachers. Yes, who get such type of teachers, they are really lucky!