Wednesday, January 06, 2016

Another day is dawning ... I can smile at the old days

In my mailbox were four items, of which one was a membership renewal notice.  The other three were greetings from recently graduated students.

The office manager noticed me picking up my mail.  "Looks like you are popular with students" she said.

"How awesome to come back after the break and find these cards" I replied.

If this is how a new term begins, then I am confident that I am doing the right things.  

I returned to my office and brewed myself a cup of coffee.  I opened the envelopes as if it were at the Oscar ceremony, fully knowing that the Oscar was for me and nobody else ;)

Lengthy handwritten notes in the inside of both cards, and true to their personalities--one was filled with humor, and the other was a measured tone from the beginning to the end.  The third had a printout inside.  How wonderful to read those sincere sentences of appreciation and thanks.  

The funny one included a lottery ticket as well:

The postscript from the student read:
Here is the ticket that may grant you the $1,000 that you keep asking students.  It is yours to keep
Of course, I have no plans to scratch the card to see if have won the $1,000--the card is, after all, way more valuable than a measly thousand bucks.

Over the winter break in the old country, during one of the conversations with my father, I told him how lucky we both are.  "You have stories of the buildings you helped design and construct.  From factories to dams to schools" I told him.  Including the school that provided some of the most cherished moments of my life.  "A value-adding tangible contribution to society" I added.  

In my case, it is about students, of course.  There are so many wonderful stories that I will carry to my end; after all, when dying, only our memories will accompany us.

And thus I begin yet another term to create more memories.


Ramesh said...

Amen to creating more memories. I didn't know your father was involved in creation of the JHSS buildings. Well, the fact that 50 years later its still standing in good order, fully used and though which a zillion of us have passed out must indeed be a very valuable memory.

Anne in Salem said...

Clearly you are doing more than teaching. Your students are learning. Bravo to them for taking the time to show appreciation, particularly long-hand that requires a pen.

mahesh said...

Dear Sriram Sir,

I really rue the fact that I could not meet you :(

Perhaps another opportunity will present itself soon!

A good teacher is the greatest gift a student can ever aspire for?

For it is the teacher who moulds the mind of the student :)

Have a great year ahead sir!

Regards from the old country!


Sriram Khé said...

If I remember father's stories, he went to Pondi in order to get the idea for the shutters we had in the big building ... you picture the shutters that I am referring to?
Yes, the handwritten note is immensely valuable.

Mahesh, yes, we shall certainly meet one of these days. I trust the health worries are in the past now.

IP-MD said...

Very nice post!

mahesh said...

Dear Sriram Sir,

Amma is recovering very slowly, my Akka has come down for a fortnight.

Hope Amma gets well soon!


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