It was a most difficult problem. She knew not how to solve it, but I did. As she sat next to me, I explained it to her. The next day, I watched as she explained it. The entire classed nodded their heads, following her logic with ease. A small glance toward me and a smile, I knew she was thanking me for my help. I nodded too.
She knew a lot more than I did about the subject. She was my teacher, but still she was learning from me too. I realized that one can never stop learning in life. Till the moment our eyes close for the final time, we are learning.
Today, I smiled remembering that day. I’ve graduated, but still these little memories keep the campus and that wonderful life in my mind. I left it six months back, but a part of me seems to have stayed behind, never wanting to leave.
Vinay Leo R.
Poetry & writing are to me, a breath of fresh air in a life that is sometimes covered by the smoke of sorrow or self doubt. They also become the sweets I share to celebrate when life offers me a reason to. But most of all, they are to me, my life. For each word I write is a piece of my heart, a thought that just had to find its way into the world.
hmmm…helping teachers? :)aaah, what all memories….as a teacher and as a student…true learning never ends :)wishes, devika
…don't you know that the hardest part is parting? i can relate to this post of yours, in so many ways…but can't share it to you now…:)but they're not little memories, i guess, great memories, it would be to me…:)good night Leo, granny's bed time now…:)
Yeah,I guess thats the joy of learning and savouring campus life.
I know what you mean…It always stays behind there
I know what you mean…It always stays behind there
woww..Leo..you penned down your memories so b'fully…yes..these memories remain forever..!!!
We can never completely leave the places where we have had so many memories.And even if we are remembering a bad or a good day, we all always end up smiling today. 🙂
Soo Beautiful 🙂 🙂
4 yrs faded my memories, 14 lines brought it back. wut more do i say?
hie Leothat was a very wonderful post….n so true…life is an ongoing learning process…n i'm sure ur teacher must be really proud….as for the memories….they are a treasure we cherish always!lovely!keep writing!Good bless!
@Parzi,thanks dear! 🙂 they are indeed a treasure! :)welcome back to my blog!
@Anil,thanks!! 😀
@Sahana,thanks dear!! 🙂
@Kaya,thank u! 🙂 true what u say!can't leave those places indeed!
@Maddy,indeed they do! 😀
@Standby Mind,thank u! 🙂
@Anwe,true! 🙂
@Amity,hardest part is parting indeed! 🙂
Standbymind, Repeated Comment
@Devika,yes ma'am! 🙂 true learning never ends! 🙂
Beautifully written! I dont wanna leave school because i know i will miss it and im sure im going to cry buckets on farewell day!
@Sonu,yep. i know. most of my girl friends cried on our farewell day too. school is the most nostalgic place of all! 🙂
Aww. I'm a student and a teacher. So I know what you mean. Every one can teach something!
Life is all about moving on. And that is the truth. The reality bites but it is like that what to do?
@Raash,thanks very much! everyone can be a teacher indeed! 🙂
@Raash,true. but moving on ain't easy either! 🙂