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Tuesday, August 28, 2012

I was forced to bunk my class during my engineering...


It was during my second year of Bachelor’s degree. After the poor performance in first year exams, me and my friend decided to work hard to perform well in the 3rd semester exam. We attended all the classes. There was lack of Electrical teachers in college. So we didn’t had Electrical classes for a long time. One day a new teacher came. She was so strict. She had to finish the portions as well as teach us effectively, just to impress everyone on her first attempt.
 She taught us, asked questions every day, she never went on leave even for a half day. She used to ask us 3 or 4 times whether we understood the topics or not. She was ready to clear all the doubts. To finish portions she took 2 or 3 hours on some days. It was horrible. She was very strict while asking questions. If we didn’t answer  her questions, our marks were reduced or attendance were cut. Somehow me and my friend managed to answer her questions correctly. She was really impressed with us. When we regularly answered her questions, she started avoiding questions with us. We were asked questions only once in a week. We were happy and the classes were going smooth for us.
During class test our marks went low. Parent’s started questioning. I told my parents that it was me who didn’t study. Classes were good & teacher taught us well. On Parent - Teachers meeting, when my dad asked her about my performance, she said that I was very attentive in class, answered  all questions, but she saw nothing on my answer paper. She was really upset. My dad wanted the teacher to take too much care of my studies & he wanted the teacher to be very strict with me. His over performance made him tell the teacher, this manipulated statement, “ My son always say that the he didn’t understand anything you taught.”  I was shocked to hear that. What my dad told? Was that a dream? No... My highly volt mind went fuse out. I was thinking to get out of the scene. I was really irritated by the staring by other parents on me. I couldn’t look on my teacher’s face. I looked at my dad’s face helplessly and told in my mind, “You have spoiled everything”.  I tried to make the teacher understand the truth. But she didn’t believe. I felt like she lost all impression with me.
The next day, I told my friend about the meeting. My mind was fully thinking of cutting the class. But my friend wouldn’t allow it. After a few minutes, he said “ So the teacher will surely ask you question. If you don’t say the answer, the next aim will be me.” I was sad that my friend too got in trap. He asked something to me. My upset mind didn’t hear it. I heard it the second time when he asked, “Can we bunk the class?” Fuse out mind of mine went charged up. It was high volt to face whatever comes on our way. There after we haven’t entered any of  her class. We bought some snacks and went to the nearby ground and spent our time there for the rest of Electrical class that semester.
No doubts or confusions, we failed for  the semester exams in electrical.


Thank God,
RAM

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