As I read
Rajesh's blog,I was flooded by memories of me growing over the years. Starting from KG to Main School, the unending bouts of laughter.Days at JV were always fun.Right from KG I was blessed with two wonderful
Latha and
Kameswari.Kudos to them for
tolerating all the mischief ( From those days I have a reputation for getting into trouble ) I forever used to be caught outside classroom playing or disturbing others in my own class.
And then moving onto primary where I was among the goody-goody ones in class (Till Second) My notes used to cited as examples for others lesser blessed souls.Then came the transformation, I decided to leave all goodness and evolved into a
poriki.Witness and help to this transformation were
Sathish,
Siddharth,
Kanakadhara,
Karthikeyan,
Sivabalan,
Nikhil.
From then onwards I was one among the renowned (for all wrong
reasons) ones in class.We used to have
Nagasundari Ma'am for Social in fourth.She used to make all her classes so lively and interesting.I realised the difficulty in handling a class successfully only when I reached Main School and got exposed to teachers who
guaranteed instant sleep in ten minutes.And I also would not forget
Jayanthi Ma'am who believed my talents were in the field of Maths.She convinced my parents that I would excel at it.I remember once she also suggested that I would make a good critic.Up to date I have no clue what might have prompted her to such a
decision.Thanks to me and my bunch of friends(those eye-openers I
ve mentioned above) we managed to get our class a pretty bad name.
Till this point in my life my language
capabilities revolved solely on English and Tamil.I was also into Hindi but my talents in it were pretty useless.I still cant get the hang of it.Though I find it quite sufficient for
RGV,
KJ and MR movies.Out of blue they announced we could opt for French from sixth standard.Caught unawares I declared that I had a fascination for it(One of dreams still revolves around being a linguist). Surprised by this revelation my parents enquired about the future implications of switching over from Tamil to French and decided in my favor.
Here was I standing in the quadrangle of Main School getting sorted in the various sections based on language.Most of mates were continuing with Tamil and I got to be among the blessed few of 6D.New campus,new people,new teachers.All of sudden I realised I had to grow up.In quick time,I learned about
groupism,
racism, and my vocabulary also improved in double quick time.Tamil may not be my language of learning but I learnt so many synonyms for day to day words.
Keeping in pace with requirements,I grew up.Of course with quite a lot of
hindrances.I fought,I cried,I failed,I won and I learnt.I think it was
Britannia they used to sponsor these badges called Star Champs for the best students in every class.When I happened to receive one of them I was quite surprised.Well guess I had managed to strike a balance between academics and fun.I used to enjoy most classes from a corner fighting for some reason or the other with
Sathish and
Giridara.In fact I used to do more of the fighting and they always played victims. ;-)
And this new French learning did not do me a world of good.My marks dropped.Contrary to my parents calculations I was faring pretty badly in it.
I moved on to seventh learning a lot about world,people and the masks the tend to wear.I met one among the few teachers I respect
Kanchana Ma'am.She used to handle Social for us.Her words and
opinions have made me think and understand things happening around a lot.Hers was among the few classes were I was on my well behaved and actually listening.Others sitting around me could enjoy bliss and peace then.Later in seventh,I met the teacher I most adore and love and revere,
Divya Ma'am.Almost everybody in my class still holds her in high esteem.When she first entered class I thought she was a parent and could not accept the fact that she would be handling French.Under her I overgrew mu superficial love for French and actually started liking it.I used to compete with
Giri to finish the
exercises the day she took the lesson.Childish though it seems,I ended up putting my effort more and more into the subject and it reflected on my marks.
To be continued!!!
