While she worked the entire week, she also taught on weekends. Her life wasn’t a walk in the park. She was the kind of woman who was a workaholic and loved to keep herself busy. She was a sucker for knowledge and dedicated to reading. Even if she was career-driven and hardcore, sometimes she had her own struggles. This was why she taught classes on weekends. In most of her classes, she had students who came just for attendance or to get notes for exams. But, in one class, she had this one girl student. She knew that that girl loved her. She knew that she had the potential to go very far. She knew that she would turn out just like herself. She saw herself in her. And whenever she had an existential crises, she would think of that one student. And somehow, it kept her going. She had a class that day, she was explaining her drowsy students how it is out there. She was agitated with the kind of presentations they gave. So, she had to make them understand.
“In this college, you are protected by us, we cover up for your mistakes. But, once you go out there, there’s no scope for mistakes in the corporate world. You people have access to all resources and instead you waste your time on social media. You waste your time sleeping for 8 hours. You only need 4 hours. I do that. And that’s how I get more time. Time to read. Time to do research. Time to teach! Understand what your USP is. What’s your x-factor? What’s the thing that sets you apart from any other person? And once you know what it is, unleash it.”
And then she looked at her favourite student. The sparkle that she had in her eyes and the determination which celebrated on her face gave her the inspiration to keep going. Somehow, while inspiring her, she got herself inspired. That’s the thing about being a teacher. You don’t look at 99 indifferent students. You invest in 1 sincere student. These weekly classes gave her a hope about the future; only because of one student. She felt like herself whenever she saw herself in that girl. And that became their both’s weekly inspiration.
(‘Monday Moments’ is a blog series wherein I write about an incident or a moment in a short paragraph. It’s not a story, but just a short description to express and explore the most common joys and also the uncommon miseries.)
Hello! I'm Aishwarya, an Introverted bookworm & writer. I have been reviewing books since 6 years on my blog - Mindscape in Words. My favourite genres are Historical Fiction, Mystery, Thrillers, Magical Realism, Poetry, Fantasy & Memoirs. I like the kind of books which evoke emotions on several levels leaving me wrecked, but also incredibly content.
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Being a teacher at any level would be so difficult! I have so much respect for my professors, and even when I was younger I had a lot of respect for my teachers. 🙂
Being a teacher at any level would be so difficult! I have so much respect for my professors, and even when I was younger I had a lot of respect for my teachers. 🙂
What a great story and a good lesson to go along with it. We all need to find our x factor.