Teachers are not the only ones who enter the classroom once the bell rings. The ones who guides us in everything we do, teaches us the things they know and the lessons they have learned in life and devotes their time to us.
Students spend eight hours of their everyday lives in the four walled room we call classroom, and because of this, classrooms are labelled the students’ second homes, and the teachers, their second parents.
We hate and love our school teachers. We just hate them when they give check up quizzes, long tests and assignments. We love them when they do the opposite or when classes for the day are over. We hate some of the subjects they teach us but we can not and would not hate the teachers who teach us the subject, for they are there to pass on the knowledge they have learned to us. So, we should hate the subject, but love the teacher. We just do not know that what they are doing is for the betterment of ourselves.
School teachers are not the only ones who teach us the lessons in life, but also our parents. Our parents are our first teachers. When we came unto this world, we were just a lump of clay and our parents taught us the correct values and manners in which moulded us into persons. At times when we were lost and could not find our way back home, our parents led us and walked with us all the way, they carried with them a lamp which shined and glowed all through out our lifetime.
Teachers are not only those which are human in form. The experiences we pass through are our teachers too, as the saying goes, “Experience is the best teacher”, but I think not the best, rather one of the best. Our past experiences make us stronger and determined persons. The errors and mistakes we have committed in the past teaches us to do well and to prevent from committing the same mistakes in the present and future.
Such are the teachers we have known in life. Our school teachers and parents are only here temporarily, and in the future no one would be there to guide us and scold us when we do bad, but until then we should cherish our teachers and show them that we love and are grateful to have them, for without them, our life is not worth living.##
Students spend eight hours of their everyday lives in the four walled room we call classroom, and because of this, classrooms are labelled the students’ second homes, and the teachers, their second parents.
We hate and love our school teachers. We just hate them when they give check up quizzes, long tests and assignments. We love them when they do the opposite or when classes for the day are over. We hate some of the subjects they teach us but we can not and would not hate the teachers who teach us the subject, for they are there to pass on the knowledge they have learned to us. So, we should hate the subject, but love the teacher. We just do not know that what they are doing is for the betterment of ourselves.
School teachers are not the only ones who teach us the lessons in life, but also our parents. Our parents are our first teachers. When we came unto this world, we were just a lump of clay and our parents taught us the correct values and manners in which moulded us into persons. At times when we were lost and could not find our way back home, our parents led us and walked with us all the way, they carried with them a lamp which shined and glowed all through out our lifetime.
Teachers are not only those which are human in form. The experiences we pass through are our teachers too, as the saying goes, “Experience is the best teacher”, but I think not the best, rather one of the best. Our past experiences make us stronger and determined persons. The errors and mistakes we have committed in the past teaches us to do well and to prevent from committing the same mistakes in the present and future.
Such are the teachers we have known in life. Our school teachers and parents are only here temporarily, and in the future no one would be there to guide us and scold us when we do bad, but until then we should cherish our teachers and show them that we love and are grateful to have them, for without them, our life is not worth living.##
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