My childhood days I sometimes remember br those classrooms, staff room and the principal’s chamber br It was so much fun to go to School daily br no tension in life but to play and study br br In College came some responsibility br to make notes and do self study br No notes by teachers in college were given br lectures were compulsory at 75 minimum br br A Kid feels being grown up is more important br passing out from school to become a college student. br As an adult priorities change even further br past fun and frolic become a back bencher br br I remember the teachers who were dedicated br genuinely concerned about children’s studies br Extra classes they convened for weak students br to ensure that in exams they stood fair chances br br They sometimes taught in the way of story telling br many chapters of history they were explaining br A physics teacher opened up his car even br to explain to us working of a four stroke engine br br A biology teacher brought the whole class to our home br to show the sensitive plant in reality grown br A geography teacher took us on an excursion br different types of rocks to see in their habitation br br It is said that one’s memories fade with time br recollecting incidents is sometimes not very fine br But the memories of school and college I attended br and the teachers who taught me will never get faded br br I remember my teachers for all that they taught me br inculcated in me self confidence and the spirit of inquiry br Teachers’ day comes around on 5th September i.e. today br I pay homage to my teachers of school and college today br br renukakkar 5.9.