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Rising to the glory - a teacher's job

This afternoon, I was watching TV. The Millers was on. Usually I like The Middle or Friends but this one seems to be funny too. So I started watching The Millers. The episode going on had an ostentatious woman teacher speaking loudly on mic reading to parents what her students had written for her on Valentine's Day. And probably every student had written very nice and appreciative comments about her. The ex-teacher (a woman again) was also present. As the current teacher went on rambling about her reputation among rows of parents, the latter was fuming and thinking why none of her students wrote anything nice about her ever. Furious and angry, the latter left the hall in the middle but not before turning on the fire alarm to dismiss the silly celebration the current teacher was having at her own dispense. 

Fast forward, the ex-teacher's three children (they were all her children, I suppose) started digging the school compound in search of time capsules in which their mother's students (in her time) may have buried some good things about her. They were taking a risk doing it but since there is none like a mother's love, any and every danger is welcome. At the end they all were caught and punished. Then once again, the ex- and the current teacher had a face off. The current teacher could not stop herself from reading the comments the ex-teacher's students had written. It was awful to say the least! The ex-teacher went all sad and seeing her miserable condition, the current teacher again started blabbering something something. And as they say, do not scare someone at the extent of ending it (no one says it but I just stole this dialogue from Mary Kom starring Priyanka Chopra. It's a good dialogue, I believe), the ex-teacher rose from her misery elegantly and pulled the attention of the current one. All three children were witnessing this all. 

The ex-teacher showed her letters and said that 'it was not her job to be liked or disliked by her students. Her job was to educate her children in such disciplined manner that would last for a lifetime'. In her letters, students did not make a single grammatical mistake. They were all error-proof while in the current teacher's, they were full of errors, a vivid reflection of bad teaching. 

The error-free letters gave the real power to the ex-teacher and she blew the current teacher with her tiny little lecture. And she was right. A teacher's job is not to be liked or disliked but to educate her students in the right manner, in a disciplined way and to direct their lives in the right direction.

At the end, the current teacher stood just speechless and I could tell the celebration in her had died somewhere.

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