Sanjna, Sammy - You Made My Day!

There is a quiet joy in being a teacher that cannot be measured by marks, awards or achievements.

It is the joy of knowing that, somewhere in your students’ memories, you have left an imprint - that years from now, they may look back and remember that there was someone who truly cared for them, believed in them, encouraged them and, in some small way, made their school life a little more special.

I think that is the kind of joy every teacher secretly aspires to. 

There is something special about the moments spent with students who understand you - who notice the effort you put into teaching, guiding and moulding them. More special still are those moments when you realise that, somewhere along the way, you have found a little corner in their hearts.

And perhaps the most precious moments are those when they express, in their own innocent and unfiltered way, what they really think and feel about you as a teacher.

Gone are the days when teachers were held at a certain distance and looked upon with unquestioned reverence. Today, students often see their teachers as friends, mentors and hv people they can connect with. And perhaps that is not such a bad thing after all. Whether we are seen as strict, friendly, funny or serious, what truly matters is that students try to take the best from every teacher who crosses their path.

Yesterday was our Teachers’ Day celebration at school, and I was completely caught up in the arrangements. Most of the children came by to wish me - many with the sweetest smiles, and some even carrying homemade cakes and little gifts.

My students had wished me during the very first period, and after that, we were all swept up in the preparations for the afternoon programme.

Somewhere in the middle of all that hustle and bustle, Sanjna and Sammy, two sisters, came up to me with a card.

“Miss, a very Happy Teachers’ Day!”

I remember Sammy proudly telling me, “Miss, I made the envelope for the card!”

And Sanjna added, “This is specially for you, Miss!”

I smiled, thanked them and, honestly, thought it was just another sweet Teachers’ Day card. I took it with me and went into the staffroom.

After sitting there for a while, I opened it.

And oh my! ❤️

It was NOT one of those usual cards we receive on Teachers’ Day.

It was adorable. So thoughtful. So personal.

I could see the effort they had put into making it, and that alone made me smile. But then I read Sanjna’s poem.

It was simple - just a few heartfelt words written by a child. Yet, to me, it was so much more than a poem.

It was one of those little things that quietly find a permanent place in your heart.

In the midst of all the celebrations, preparations, noise and excitement, those two little girls gave me something I will treasure for a long, long time - a glimpse of what I mean to them.

And that, I think, is one of the most beautiful gifts a teacher can ever receive.

They just made my dayyyyyy! ❤️

Sometimes, it is not the grand gestures that stay with us.

It is a handmade envelope.

A little card.

A few innocent words.

A poem written especially for you.

And the beautiful realisation that, somewhere in the heart of a child, you matter. That is the magic of being a teacher. ❤️

To Sunita Miss!

You not only taught me “Last Leaf”

But also a new way of life!

By being an example yourself

You showed that one has to strive hard

To prove oneself!

You taught me conjunctions

And organized many functions

You opened the “Voice of Primrose”

So that we could blossom like a rose!

You corrected my grammar

And asked me not to murmur!

Ms.Rita, Ms.J.C.Das and Ms.Mamta-

They are some of my favorite teachers

And to this list I now add Ms.Sunita

This poem I dedicate to you

And on this Teachers’ Day

I would like to ‘Thank You’

For everything that you have taught me!!!!!

Thank You!