I am not perhaps perfect teacher material. Yet, I love the times when I get an examination invigilation in a GIRLS class. It is like a dream come true for me. I specifically mentioned 'Girls' because in the other case, you better go prepared with a carton of energy drinks. You have to be sharper and smarter than Sherlock Holmes and quicker to move than Super sony. A single second of attention deficit and you can be sure that a dozen answers have been passed around. Yet, with the girls, everyone is quiet, serious and you really neednt bother to sharpen your senses other than to walk around to hand sheets. (Ah! Complete silence is a real hard-found treasure in a school). Such an atmosphere is a natural stimulant to launch me into my thought world. I would start pondering, reminiscing, dreaming... in short, a very smooth long stay in my world in the head... stays that I would pay any price to catch hold of. In between these trances, I would get a sudden urge to write down something - some fascinating thought that would probably escape if not caught and written right then. I previously got an idea to carry a pocket jotter.. yet to remind myself to carry that was in itself an impossible task. So, these days, I start scribbling on my hand. This works in another way, since students think that I am secretly noting down the miscreants' names. And so, would go on... a quiet escape from reality and a messed up palm.
With the small kids, it is a different story. I would lose track of time having been caught up in observing these children still filled with innocence and who have no inhibitions or ego to act the way they want to..not the way they got habitually and instructionally programmed to act. How many would have had the opportunity to spend loads of time surrounded by 40 young children? I am glad I did. The reason probably why we get so carried away in watching babies or children or animals is perhaps they reflect an empty unfilled mind and their actions are so genuine and natural.
Anyways, here is one conversation between 4 seven-year old boys I happened to overhear today:
Boy 1: No man... I am not a nerd... I dont study much!
Boy 2: You study a lot.. I know.
Boy 3: Heyyy... see.. a nerd is not some one who studies a lot but someone who likes to study a lot!
(Boys 1 and 2 probably dint grasp what he said and give a blank stare at each other)
Boy 4: Heyyy... you know who nerds are.. you know those people who do MBA and BA... they are nerds! ya! They have this thick books ( keeps palms apart to signify the thickness)
I was seriously very amused hearing this conversation. For one thing, I had no idea what MBA was (or for that matter, what nerd was) when I was in 4th grade. Secondly, it was a bit disappointing to see the peer pressure to not be a 'nerd' start building up so young.
Are we losing innocence earlier by the day?