My school was one among the best in an area called Shadnagar, in Mahaboobnagar District of Andhra Pradesh. The teachers hired were good. In my last three years in school, we got the best of the teachers we ever found in school. Three teachers came from Chennai. One was Mr. Kuttappan. He taught us Social Studies. He was not I was talking about to be the best. He just used to find tactics to take money from students. Whether we were absent, or got less marks, or not say the riot learned answers, he used to charge money for everything. Along with him came to more Sirs, one Mr. Anthony and Mr. Suresh. Anthony Sir used to teach English and he was very good in his teaching. But the one who stood out was Satish Sir. He taught Mathematics. He was a very strict teacher. He made us understand and think Mathematics properly. He raised my performance in Mathematics to a considerable degree. I remember I was getting 7th or 8th or even worse in my class. But as my performance in Mathematics improved, and so did the other subjects, magically, I got the 1st rank in Unit Test-4, the last unit test in a year. The day before the report cards were given, I was told by Sathis Sir that I got the 1st rank. And just before the finals my morale was so high that I began studying with extra energy and extra confidence. Come class 10th and I was on my way of getting one of the best ranks in the city. I would also like to add some other teachers names whom I can never forget. Mr. Hanumantha Rao Sir, who was a Hindi Pandit. He liked me a lot :P. Actually he was such a person whom never would dislike. He used to help me not only in Hindi but in other subjects too. He always encouraged me and added the belief in me that I can be the best among the class. He was a true Guru. Mr. Sekhar Reddy, who used to teach us Physics, he did actually? No, he didn't. I disliked his way of teaching and interacting. So, one day I complained to our Father, that he wasn't teaching anything properly. This became a huge news in the school and I was told my Mr.Gopinath, a good friend of Sekhar Reddy Sir and our Biology teacher, that I should not have done that. Actually something about Gopinath Sir also. He was an amazing personality. He was very young and probably studying when he was teaching in our school. He carried his charisma everywhere. Anytime he used to enter in the school, which was most of the time late, not even a single student wouldn't know that he has come. He was also very encouraging. After my Class 10, he insisted me to take BiPC. But as I was more interested in Math, I took MPC. I got the 2nd rank in the city, next to Shabbir, my class-mate.
About my friends now.. they actually were with me almost all the 7 years i had been in MRSVN. I remember Pushpa George, Priyanka, Ambika Priya, Swathi, Karuna, Shiva Kumari, Ashwini, etc.. and among boys, Santosh, Shiva Kumar, Kiran, Shabbir, Appi Reddy, and so on. All are my good friends. The most closest of them were Ambika Priya, Priyanka, and Pushpa. Unfortunately I lost contact with them after 10th, but now I'm slowly regaining contact with them, thanks to cell phones and social networking sites. :)
Friday, June 20, 2008
MY SCHOOL LIFE - PART I
I am told that I used to be a reticent, quiet, and not so studious girl. Well, now I'm a lot more changed girl. My first school was Deepika Memorial Convent School located in a place called Shadnagar, in Mahaboobnagar district. We used to travel by the bus provided by my father's company, then called CEAT. Our journey to the school took half an hour and all of us used to divide ourselves among two groups and used to play Antakshari. It was then the DDLJ and the Hum Aapke Hain Kaun generation in the early 1990s. From here started the knack of listening to new songs and learning them; remembering their first letters so that next time we play antakshari, I will be the first one to sing these songs.
I was told that I never went to kindergarten or went to any school to study LKG and UKG. My mother taught them to me :) . After completing my first two classes, we changed our school and joined Maria Rani Shanti Vidya Niketan, where I completed my remaining schooling. I remember an incident that stood out during my initial years in this school. We had our unit tests and our Telugu teacher was giving us our papers. I had got a paltry 14 out of 25. So, I was beaten badly by the teacher and it had left some marks on my shoulder and back. In the class I was feeling very ignominious. Although I'm not sure whether more students were beaten up or not, I remember having a very bad feeling throughout the day. When I came back home at around 4pm, I was getting ready to get refreshed when my mother saw some marks on my back. She immediately asked for an explanation. I revealed that I was beaten up in the school for the marks I got in Telugu. My father was as well present at home at that time. He rushed me back to school to talk to the Principal and to the teacher. The school was a Christian missionary and had a hostel and a church. It occupied a very large area. Our Principal, the Father used to stay at a house at the compound. When I and my father came to the school that day after the school hours, it wore a deserted look. Our Father was present there and my father had a talk with him accusing the teacher of this inhuman act. Our Father gave us a promise that she will be removed from the school, which actually happened.
I had a small accident during my class 5th or 6th at the school itself. There was a slopy area from where someone accidentally pushed me and I fell down from there. I was rushed to a hostipal and got a few stiches on my forehead. I still have the marks now. :)
In my 7th standard board examinations, I fared very badly scoring just 419 out of 600 marks. I was not reprimanded for this performance. But I thought my parents and teachers expected more from me.
I was told that I never went to kindergarten or went to any school to study LKG and UKG. My mother taught them to me :) . After completing my first two classes, we changed our school and joined Maria Rani Shanti Vidya Niketan, where I completed my remaining schooling. I remember an incident that stood out during my initial years in this school. We had our unit tests and our Telugu teacher was giving us our papers. I had got a paltry 14 out of 25. So, I was beaten badly by the teacher and it had left some marks on my shoulder and back. In the class I was feeling very ignominious. Although I'm not sure whether more students were beaten up or not, I remember having a very bad feeling throughout the day. When I came back home at around 4pm, I was getting ready to get refreshed when my mother saw some marks on my back. She immediately asked for an explanation. I revealed that I was beaten up in the school for the marks I got in Telugu. My father was as well present at home at that time. He rushed me back to school to talk to the Principal and to the teacher. The school was a Christian missionary and had a hostel and a church. It occupied a very large area. Our Principal, the Father used to stay at a house at the compound. When I and my father came to the school that day after the school hours, it wore a deserted look. Our Father was present there and my father had a talk with him accusing the teacher of this inhuman act. Our Father gave us a promise that she will be removed from the school, which actually happened.
I had a small accident during my class 5th or 6th at the school itself. There was a slopy area from where someone accidentally pushed me and I fell down from there. I was rushed to a hostipal and got a few stiches on my forehead. I still have the marks now. :)
In my 7th standard board examinations, I fared very badly scoring just 419 out of 600 marks. I was not reprimanded for this performance. But I thought my parents and teachers expected more from me.
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