The wind beneath my wings

Did you ever know that you’re my hero

You’re everything i wish I could be

And I could fly higher than an eagle

If you are the wind beneath my wings!

The strains of this song have always remained with me and so have my teachers. Thankyou , for being the wind beneath my wing, for teaching me to walk, for letting me fly.

Today as we celebrate Teacher’s Day I am grateful to each and every one of you who have touched my life in your own special way.

It’s been Twenty years since I graduated from school, A whole new generation has crossed the gates of my school, and almost eighteen since I had any contact with you as I had shifted out,but when I cameback I grabbed the very first opportunity to go back to school. It was The Annual Fete  day. My Principal  of yesteryear Sister Beena was just outside the gate.I could see her from afar.Both my sons were alongside me. As I reached her,her ever so sharp (how often we had wished that they were a little less sharper, when we were at school)  eyes rested on me  and it took her exactly two nano seconds to recognise and call out my name and hug me tight. She was just the same. Shouldering a lot more responsibilities ,working just as hard or harder if possible,The only witness to the passage of time were a few silver strands. tears pricked my eyes, the love was just the same. I feel so blessed.

Twenty years are a pretty long time to forget people , faces and names and I was pretty much sure that most of our teachers would have forgotten me ,so when I went for the Alumni meet  a few weeks on, I met most of my Teachers. The reaction was the same , the love oh so evident. All my teachers  Mrs Tejrashi Mehrotra, Mrs Bidhu Rani, Mrs Rashmi Singh , Mrs Sagarika mukharjee, Mrs Sushma Prasad, Mrs Xess, Mrs Treesa David, Mrs Rosy ,all still remembered me. I felt so humbled to be remembered. There were some who had not taught me , and some who had not been present at the meet but my thanks goes out to all of you for just being there during those wonderful years.

Some special teachers have passed on…. Mrs Rekha Srivastava, Mrs Poonam Kapoor….you are the stars that I see in the night sky whose light shall always be with me.

As I write this piece I have to thank  someone who has taught me to write … thankyou Mrs Pratibha Singh for teaching me English.

Recently I had read of a teacher in England who was retiring after 25 years of teaching and a flash mob gathered to wish her goodbye! The children had practiced on Sundays without her knowing. My thanks to you too dear teacher.

I wish that my sons may also be blessed to have wonderful teachers like you in their lives. Teachers who teach , love and nurture. Teachers who give them roots and wings….

Thanking all my Teachers , all my professors all over the world. HAPPY TEACHER’S DAY!

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16 Responses to The wind beneath my wings

  1. It’s so wonderful that you are still able to see your teachers and they still remember you after a long time. I wish I had that time too. But since I transferred and it’s not always that a teacher remains in school for so long, I am not able to visit or see them. I only have three teachers that impacted my life, the first one when I was 6 yrs. old because she was very kind and a very good teacher that is why I wanted to be a teacher too. The other one, despite being just a substitute teacher had shown kindness and grace, the other one believed in me and make me feel I am someone. I may have forgot their names but never how they made me feel. 🙂 Teachers were really heroes.

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    • yoshasingh says:

      hi shine.I totally agree with you that the impact a teacher leaves on a child’s mind is everlasting. Teachers make or break a child.and just like your teachers left an impact on you, you too are leaving an impact…through your child through your blog.keep up the good work

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  2. Mr Tookles says:

    I skipped school a lot but for some odd reason I ended being a tutor throughout my life. I think it’s a special bond when you are able to transfer and share knowledge. What kids teach me is that I don’t know nothing at all..

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  3. BunKaryudo says:

    It would be nice if every day was Teacher’s Day. It’s a tough job but an important one.

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  4. Shruti singh says:

    So wonderfully written Yosha….our teachers were the best…superwomen in true sense…the love, support, encouragement, guidance, motivation that they gave us at at every step and nurtured us …we can never thank them enough all our lives..and their patience with each one of us..simply amazing..three cheers for our amazing n wonderful teachers..our mom’s at school 🙂

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  5. melaniem says:

    Great post, Happy Teachers day, Awesome!

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  6. I missed both of my reunions thus far. The first as my ex did not wish to go and the second because I looked awful from a rough time. My next will be 30 years and I may attend that one.

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  7. You post is very nostalgic and really talks about the values that teachers pass onto us, apart from being an important figure in our education life. It made me remember my days. Thankyou for sharing this post with us, I have nominated you for the Liebster Award, because you really deserve it!

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  8. That’s so beautiful of you !! Nice dedication to teachers !😊

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