Being on the move every three years has it’s own consequences like, getting use to new house, new neighbours, new house help, new job etc. Now, that I mentioned job, it has it’s own processes and consequences. Being a teacher is one hard nut to crack, the general fact is it’s an easy job in terms of stress and time, but the hard truth is entirely different. No one absolutely no one agrees that teaching is stressful, until the people in discussion or conversation themselves are a teacher.
My career as a teacher started fairly recently, but it’s been full of it’s own learning curve. I never got even a second to enjoy on the job as a fresher. First day on the job I was checking exam copies and right after 10 days made results in the capacity of a class teacher. Thankfully there were less falls and more of straightening my own crown, colleagues were amazing and very warm, some of them were well… let’s not go there, so it never felt taxing, kids were altogether different story .
That was about first, now coming down to second one, as first one was contractual. Second job had criterias of written exam, interview, teaching demonstration, respectively for selection, very fair and practical. I was called for interview and after generic questions, I was asked “How will I teach Hindi to kids whose mother tongue is not Hindi” and second question was to recite a Hindi poem. My trouble started from there, and my crazy genes for humor took over my sanity. Instead of saying that “I am unable to recall”, I ended up reciting a rhyme which my youngest sister use to sing way back in late 90’s, when she was in LkG or Ukg . It was hilarious, after reaching home, mom called to enquire how did it go. I narrated the whole saga, she laughed heartily and said “whatever you recited was wrong and she recited it correctly for me over phone”. So, after a certain age for some reasons, whatever mom’s do is always cute and entertaining for us. I was marvelling over the fact that how naive she is and pure hearted, but mom being the boss that she is, before disconnecting said “this is the reson, I am always worried about you”, I came crashing down on Mother Earth. She is our most amazing hype buddy but that parting shot made me nervous that I have jeopardized my chance. She must have narrated the whole story to both my sisters, as they both called me and without uttering a single sound or word they laughed and laughed !!! Anyways minus that fiasco on my side, I was called for teaching demonstration and school decided to keep me as a Hindi teacher. My happiness was short lived, 3 days before summer vacation I got to know that husband has been transferred to another station and we will have to leave by July.
We landed in current station in July, after settling down. Job hunt started, opportunity arrived and was called for interview. It was 2.30 p.m but me being me, very smartly wished “Good morning “, and as if that wasn’t cringe worthy enough, exclaimed “oh !! But its afternoon “, so much for being graceful, poised and not feeling the pressure. At last, when the feeling strated creeping in that soon this oral ordeal will be over, bouncer was thrown at me “You are yet to start your job, but you send your child to day care”, my comman sense was like “my child my decision” but, Of course !! I couldn’t have said that, right ? And going by my first account you all can’t even imagine what did I do, in a very Sadguru like imitation (not voice imitation, agreed that I goof up but I ain’t full blown crazy) replied “Happiness is the essence of life, my child is happy there and I also get time to do my own thing, happiness is important to live this life” the look, that respected lady had on her face made me realise quickly that my brain and tongue have done something funny, within nano seconds of blurting this, my comman senses took over and added “she has her own classes there and kids learn better with other kids”. Thankfully, was called for demonstration.
So, after two crazy interviews, I have concluded that interviewers are bored people, they enjoy creating stressful situations and later laugh at our expense. Jokes apart, if you are a fresher, soon to face interview or anything, then don’t worry, it’s a very subjective situation, in such scenarios, there is nothing called “wrong answer”, it’s all about perspective, untill and unless questions are not from Maths and Science. And also be true to who you are, don’t illustrate about something which isn’t in your life experience or remotely comes under your capacity, being fair to yourself is more important instead of exaggerating and later losing, because believe it or not they can see right through you. See, they saw through me twice despite the craziness.
Last but not the least, if you are reading this don’t draw any inspiration from my experience. I am a teacher and we have this default setting of coming out as a champion from any mucky situation. That’s what we do, we fall but get up on our own to show our kids, mistakes are important to learn and not the feeling of shame.
Behind that poised facade, is a carefree princess, she takes over the whole persona in tough situations and straighten her own crown to walk like a queen. And that’s what teachers are beautiful reigning queens.