I remember that in 4th grade…or was it 5th? I don’t really remember it that clearly. Anyway around that period I remember that I was home, doing my homework, listening to my sister and mother gossip about stuff I didn’t understand at that time. I finished what I was writing and started packing my stuff, my mother, apparently not too confident in her son’s abilities told me to hand the assignment over so she could check for mistakes. After like 2 or 3 minutes she told that I had made a mistake, I took a look and the word she told me was spelled wrong was actually spelled wrong but with a smug grin on my face I brought out an assignment checked by my teacher earlier with the same word spelled the wrong way.
My mother, intrigued took a look at the page and said flatly,”Your teacher made a mistake.”
It was as if she had told me night was day. Disbelieving I told her,”That’s impossible! Teachers don’t make mistakes.”
My sister, mocking me, said,”Why? Are they not human?”
“They are teachers!! You know….the people who teach? They are not supposed to make mistakes.”
Both my sister and mother went hysterical after that little showdown. I did not believe them until after my teacher had confirmed she was wrong.
This continued on for two or three years I believed that incident was an exception and I believed in their knowledge unconditionally. After that…I guess…I just grew up!
Now, when I remember those times and compare it to the present, the difference I see is respect!
Back then I wouldn’t have dared call my teacher by her first name, even among friends. But now every other guy in college I talk, to talks about their teacher like they are the just filled with crap.
Some of you might disagree, but another difference I see is in the results. I recall that when I was in 3rd grade my percentage never fell below 85. But now the average result hardly crosses 75.
Believe what you will, but these are the facts.
Do You Remember Any Such Incidents in Your Life?