MY TEACHERS: II

Mrs. Deooskar

I loved this teacher. She was my class teacher in the 2nd standard. Since I was perceived as a student with real promise, she coached me extra, sometimes at my home too, so that I could excel even more. She understood my needs right from the word go. I hated maths without being bad at it. It was mostly arithmetic at that stage. But I refused to solve the problem because they seemed uninteresting to me. She realized that I needed a story, a reason, to be perceived behind anything to get interested. So, each problem was presented as a story and some solution was needed to take the story to the next stage. I would solve each problem almost greedily and with amazing speed so impatient for the story to move ahead! She was always decently dressed. As far as I remember, she was good looking too. But that could be wrong – a child who is only 5 years old does not have a real concept of beauty at that stage. I think she was tall too. But that image could also be because she was so slender. Till a couple of years back she was alive – I do not know whether she is still alive. When I saw her a few years back, she was a very old woman, still slender and still, to me, good looking.

If all my teachers were like her, School would have been the most lovable place.