A tribute to all the teachers
Salman Abbas
As we get ready for the centenial celebrations of F.G Boys Model High School Karimabad Hunza, I would like to dedicate my heartfelt gratitudes to those teachers who have spread the light of education to our dark valley. Those teachers who passed away, I pray that their departed souls rest in peace and May Allah Almighty be benevolent on them.
As this pious profession of teaching goes on in this world, the lord was creating his best humans on earth in shape of teachers who spread light in darkness. It was His sixth day of ‘overtime’ and He knew that this was a tremendous responsibility for teachers who would touch the lives of so many impressionable young children and even those who are adults. An angel appeared to Him and said, “You are taking a long time to figure this one out.”
“Yes,” said the Lord, ” but have you read the specs on this order?” I was so inspired to see the specs on the order I was reading in one of the books which are as following ;
Teacher
…must stand above all students, yet be on their level
… must be able to do 180 things not connected with the subject being taught
… must run on coffee, coke and leftovers,
… must communicate vital knowledge to all students daily and be right most of the time
… must have more time for others than for herself/himself
… must have a smile that can endure through pay cuts, problematic children, and worried parents
… must go on teaching when parents question every move and others are not supportive
… must have 6 pair of hands.
….must have three pairs of eyes
“Lord, ” said the angel, ” this is a very large project and I think you should work on it tomorrow”.
“I can’t,” said the Lord, ” for I have come very close to creating something much like Myself. I have one that comes to work when he/she is sick…..teaches a class of children that do not want to learn….has a special place in his/her heart for children who are not his/her own…..understands the struggles of those “Well, Lord, ” said the angel, your job looks fine but there is a leak. I told you that you were putting too much into this model.
You can not imagine the stress that will be placed upon the teacher.”
The Lord moved in closer and lifted the drop of moisture from the teacher’s cheek.
It shone and glistened in the light. Lord said’ It’s a tear’
“A tear? asked the angel, “What is a tear for?”
The Lord replied with great thought, ” It is for the joy and pride of seeing a child accomplish even the smallest task. It is for the loneliness of children who have a hard time to fit in and it is for compassion for the feelings of their parents. It comes from the pain of not being able to reach some children and the disappointment those children feel in themselves. It comes often when a teacher has been with a class for a year and must say good-bye to those students and get ready to welcome a new class.”) specs from the book.
Too many people in the general public continue to think that teaching is a job that anyone can do. Wrong! Teaching is a special calling. Teaching is a mission. Will teachers ever reach the point where they will be properly rewarded in their efforts to make a difference? I don’t think so, but…so what? People don’t become teachers because they know they will make a lot of money and live the lifestyle of the rich and famous. What matters most is that teachers have an opportunity to touch lives in ways that can make a difference in the futures of thousands of people. I believe that from the efforts of teachers all careers spring. In my mind, the thought of Achieving happiness and satisfaction in the classroom of today is up to the person you know best.. Teaching is the best career one choosee and would choose again in their livess because this profession is the heart beat of of their body.
Lets honour all the teachers and the greatest gifts for any teacher are words of appreciation. We need to understand the importance of praising teachers and the resulting positive impact on the morale and climate of the school. Encouragement is oxygen for the soul and we have teachers who are asphyxiating because they never hear words of encouragement and praise
Too often we underestimate the power of a touch, a smile, a kind word, a listening ear, an honest compliment or the smallest act of caring all of which have the potential to turn a life around.
FOR LONG-AGO STUDENTS who still feel the tug of the classroom every year, this year marks an annual ritual of living vicariously in shape of celebrating 100 years of F,G Boys High School Karimabad.
It’s a time when back-to-school ads spur memories of pristine notebooks and freshly sharpened pencils. It’s a week when a glimpse of a mother and young child walking hand in hand to school can produce a lump in the throat of a passing parent, who knows firsthand how many hopes accompany that walk.
It’s also a time when a former student’s thoughts can fill with memories of teachers who made lasting impressions. If only these and other teachers knew how far-reaching their influence has been..
Thus I dedicate this article to all those who are in this noble profession. Thank you for reaching deep into the courses of the child’s being and seeing a part of his he does not know exists and which others can never see. Thanks for all for the faith in his abilities and his future even when he does not believe. Thanks for sharing a part of your humanity.
Last but not least I would like to extend my sincere gratification and gratitude’s to all the teachers who played pivotal role in changing my life from dumb to a human being. God Bless all my teachers from Past to Present.
The contributor is a Student of Hospitality Management at Fox Valley Technical College Appleton Wisconsin USA.
