3 Incidents That Prove Imperfections Of Childhood Days Are Always Beautiful!
3 Incidents That Prove Imperfections Of Childhood Days Are Always Beautiful!
How happy are you when you are in your childhood days? Do you have any thoughts about how your life would be during your childhood days?
Most probably, Yes. Isn’t it?
Most probably, Yes. Isn’t it?
We all have planned our future life at least once when we are a kid. I will become a collector or teacher one day. But I guess you are not the same now.
Agree?
Incident 1 π
When I was in my 7 years, I was very fond of my class teacher. I still remember her name, Priya. She used to give me chocolates every day. How happy I was at the moment! I had neither tensions nor responsibilities…
Cool, that’s how most people’s childhood was.
Cool, that’s how most people’s childhood was.
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Coming back to the teacher, she was very fair in color, tall, and a bit chubby. She always wears colorful sarees just like, “Dress is half the man.” She used to hold 2 books plus a 30 cm long wooden scale in her hands while entering the class.
If she found me and my friends buzzing in between the class, that is all the rest would be history. Her SHHHH!, followed by pointing the wooden scale at us.
Yes, you catch me right. A deep silence without uttering a single word.
“How it would be if I were a teacher like her!
I can write ABCD on the blackboard with a white chalk piece. Interestingly, I can threaten my naughty students with my big wooden stick just like my class teacher did.”
- The Childhood Me!
Hush! It Happens!
Incident 2 π
You know what? I’ve turned 11 now. My school was just like a heavenly hub, especially during Diwali, Pongal, Teacher’s Day, and Independence Day celebrations. Being a student, I bunked the class with my friends to practice in competitions.
LOL! It was a partial lie. Yes, we bunked but never practiced.
Finally, the celebration day has arrived, and here comes the role of the CHIEF GUEST.
The chief guests would be giving some motivational or inspirational speech as a spark of their life.
At first, it all went well. I was curious to give my open ears to their speech.
Unfortunately, I lost my patience and interest in their long boring stories. Of course, yes, I slept.
However, the way people treated and respected them made me feel inspired.It makes me had a thought of…
LOL! It was a partial lie. Yes, we bunked but never practiced.
Finally, the celebration day has arrived, and here comes the role of the CHIEF GUEST.
The chief guests would be giving some motivational or inspirational speech as a spark of their life.
At first, it all went well. I was curious to give my open ears to their speech.
However, the way people treated and respected them made me feel inspired.
It makes me had a thought of…
“Wow! What a man! A man with powers to serve the world, a man who has been considered a God by most people. When I grow up, I will become a doctor like him who protects the world.
Or, how about a Collector who goes with bodyguards on a government-provided siren car? Everyone will have a huge respect for him even. A man with powers to rule the district.
If I were a collector π€. Then, for sure, there will be no space for corruption.”
- Haan, The Half Boiled Me!
Oops! Thoughts of a little girl…
Incident 3 π: What’s Now?
Nothing, I completed my schooling. I was about to join a college.
With all my dreams of becoming a teacher, doctor, and collector, now I’m in a dilemma about whether to join medicine or engineering, hearing all my neighbor's suggestions.
Ha! However, my marks have given me nowhere to be a doctor or a medical student. As usual, my family suggested choosing Engineering.
Did I go to an Engineering college, just like everyone did? If so, it would be like 10+1=11. Logical, right?
Wait! Wait! Wait!
I can hear something. Oh, it’s your mind’s voice.
Holyshit! I heard that. You are naughty.
“ALAS! The biggest mistake I ever made was tapping this link.”
Fine, I got you. Never mind.
In between, if you find it interesting, clap your hands 50 times, or at least onceπ»; that truly motivates me. Are you ready for a journey through my graduation and the unique path that led me to become a writer? Stay tuned. Happy Sharing!
Also, the comment section is yours to share your feedback and suggestions. And I promise to listen to each one of you with all my heart, unlike how I did with our chief guest.
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With all my dreams of becoming a teacher, doctor, and collector, now I’m in a dilemma about whether to join medicine or engineering, hearing all my neighbor's suggestions.
Ha! However, my marks have given me nowhere to be a doctor or a medical student. As usual, my family suggested choosing Engineering.
Did I go to an Engineering college, just like everyone did? If so, it would be like 10+1=11. Logical, right?
Wait! Wait! Wait!
I can hear something. Oh, it’s your mind’s voice.
Holyshit! I heard that. You are naughty.
In between, if you find it interesting, clap your hands 50 times, or at least onceπ»; that truly motivates me. Are you ready for a journey through my graduation and the unique path that led me to become a writer? Stay tuned. Happy Sharing!
Also, the comment section is yours to share your feedback and suggestions. And I promise to listen to each one of you with all my heart, unlike how I did with our chief guest.
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