Wednesday, 22 June 2016

Let’s talk exam...

For some kids-the intensity is never like before-especially at this hour; kids could be seen hitting the books harder than ever!   They clearly understand that much of what they have learnt will be now measured through the medium called Exams. Thus, this realization leads  them to reckon exam as some kind of strenuous activity and instantly they wear that serious expression till it’s all over.  
 Indeed there nothing wrong with the element of seriousness but the question is-to what extent should we allow our kids to be serious when it comes to exams. And during that phase, how do we come in as a teacher-as parents? How do we help them to navigate smoothly through their exams?

Yes, some of us have enticed our kids by promising that we will buy them a flashy lightening McQueen-but-only under the condition if he gets through with something handsome to show off. In a worst case scenario, some of us might be radically drilling the consequences in their head and intimidating what will happen if things turn out ugly from exams. The pressure is full on-and the target setting contract with the teacher of scoring 60% and above rings into their head.   Very categorically, some of us-we lay down our expectations and remind them to be prepared for the penalties. It is indeed a serious business here!

Amid such events, do we ever consider the factors that determine the degree of their intensity with regard to examination? Do we really think about how far we should be pushing them? Do we really-like, look into their behavior pattern-like-are they able to eat and sleep well? Are they in a right frame of mind to appear for the exams?  In fact how do you ensure sound physical and mental state at the point of time?

We know some kids break down at times, unable to cope-unable to accept the results. At that crucial moment, how do we conduct ourselves so that we signal assurances and comfort?  How do we plan the rebuilding program for the kids specially to mend their psychological status? The point here is straight; we don’t want to be the factor that triggers that humungous fear at such events of their lives nor do we want to give them an impression that they are all alone to prove to the world how good they are. Like it or lump it-exams are stressful-kids do need us! 

Tuesday, 7 June 2016

Sex Education and Parents


  Just because many of us-we didn’t receive any healthy sex education from our parents do not mean that we should continue that same trend. Sex education has been handled ineptly in our family circle. A sexually developing kid has very feeble idea about sex education until he gets into the school. 

Frankly speaking, many parents have this complacent attitude that the sex education their kids receive from school is more than enough for the kids and consequently tend to shy from enacting their role towards communicating sex education to their kids. 

Despite knowing the fact that sex education is beyond the learning of  human sexual anatomy and its reproductive system, still we fail to propagate the psychological, social and emotional aspect to sex education. Apart from biological sense, Sex education needs to be taught through emotional corridor and that’s where parents can jump in!

How many of us, as parents- have we really thought about when and how to begin sex education to our kids?  As parents, are we not really concerned about our growing child-will it be prudent on our part to leave this role only to our teachers and to some NGOs?  

Yes, when it comes to sex education-it is a very delicate subject which we need to illustrate with greater sense of decency to our kids. An advisory role coupled with active collaboration with other stakeholders relevant to our child can be a turning point for the  kid’s sexual well being. 

Seriously, my friend the time has come-where we need to sit together face to face with our kids-ask whether their monthly periodic cycle has any effect on their daily school activities and talk about what he/she thinks about sexual harassment-probe her about why rape-about regulatory bodies pertaining to sex crimes. We also need to inform about stigmatization that goes in the community with teenage pregnancy, sexual transmitted diseases and Of course tell them that the rapist might be just next door or the person whom she thinks is her world. At least -lets us make them aware of sexual crimes and how to deal with such issues.

 Today our kids have access to multimedia and the probability to get hooked to various vulgar audio-visual elements is very high than ever before.  Despite of imparting media literacy-still we need to be vigilant and ensure that the video games that they play-magazines that they read-the songs that they listen to and the movies that that they watch need to be censored in such a way that they are not offended.   Let’s face it-many things around us has become sensuous-be it a simple TV ad or a MTV song. In the name art-the lyrics-the motion pictures are outrageously explicit in nature-parents need to be careful!  Face booking, we chatting through various social networks need be encouraged and channeled only through proper conversation about its implication and its relationship to their sexual growth.


 However, while doing this- Let us not give them an impression of intrusion, imposition and intimidation-let’s talk rather than lecturing about it to our kids-lets share our own experiences and lessons and relate to their own developing sexuality. 


Despite understanding the urgency and the existence of such scenario-if the parents  feel irked and put a face of denial about this issue-certainly It  would be the most piteous picture ever.

Yes there is nothing wrong when an iconic public figure advocates about it through a popular social media to our kids-yes there is nothing wrong when teachers and health workers do it-so why will it be wrong on the parents to advocate sex education to their own kids-now. 

Bottom line: Our parents may not have-but-we have to-sex education is our kids' rights.

Monday, 30 May 2016

Good Governance in the Classroom setting?


Teaching is an exhibition of one’s true governance; and how you teach and interact especially in classroom setting explicitly reflects your style and quality of governance. Therefore, every individual that bangs into teaching needs to first clearly understand the importance of embracing the idea of Good Governance and need to rigorously beef up-contemplate and ultimately need to realize the entire mechanism of Good Governance.

Today, a teacher that undermines the idea of Good Governance and solely focuses upon delivering his subject across to the learners are more likely to end up either frustrated or disillusioned with some learners. As a teacher, if we put all our money in rigorous pre-planning and post-planning of the lesson anticipating good outcome, then yes-we are either gullible or blissfully ignorant at this juncture, and on wards.


Yes-we know that teaching is not mere transmission of information and skills to the learners today; teaching is an expression-an emotive art-very subtle at times and very explicit on other generally determine by our learners mode of learning as well as by teacher's sheer love of teaching.   Yes, there is no denying that what we teach is important but again deep down we also know that how we teach cannot be equated with what we teach.  This, because the former is driven by end product while the latter focuses upon the procedural aspects of the teaching which ultimately mirrors the elements of Good Governance to our learners.

Hence, we need to clearly understand where we need to seek immediate intervention in our teaching. And this clearly leads us towards understanding of Good Governance within the four walls of our classrooms.

Moreover with ban of corporal punishment; the concept of placing Good Governance in teaching learning process has become a top priority. When we talk about strengthening Good Governance- basically we are talking about strengthening and refining the processes involved in teaching and learning.

 It is indeed a moral duty for the teacher to practise Good Governance in the classroom setting because intriguingly as it may seem, teachers are only the institution of Good Governance if ever looked from the learners’ standpoint. Thus, Teacher and Good Governance is an indispensable characteristic to our learners.

Now the question that ultimately arises is-what is Good Governance in teaching terms? What would Good Governance mean to a teacher and to the learners? As a teacher-have we ever propagated the idea of Good Governance consciously to our learners? Do our learners need to learn and practise Good Governance? What are the common core attributes of Good Governance in teaching sense?

These are some of questions that have always enticed us and led us to a journey with a rock solid awareness that the teacher needs to embody Good Governance and nothing will deters us from realizing it and ultimately advocating it…



Tuesday, 12 April 2016

He got a smile...


Sometimes life springs right in front of you and he hollers at you, “Boy, got you this time!”   
Startle-you gasp unable to believe that life can be so overwhelming at times.  
What he does-he rolls his sleeve and neatly pulls out one of his favourite monster from his closet and drops right before your nose. Then, twinkling a shifty smile he circles you and muffles, “What you gonna do now-this bad uncle monster is going to eat you up!”

Amid his mocking smile and laughter-your good instinct-can only tell you to turn your back and run hard down the lane. But before you could do that-much to your annoyance, he swiftly pulls out another terrifying monster behind your back.

Then, putting a cheeky smile, “Well, my boy-this is what we call a Mickey Mouse right between the monster and the deep blue sea. The choice is all yours.”
The two monsters sharpen their blood thirsty eyes and gritted their fangs to go all over you.  Indeed a bad-bad monster.

“Supplicate before them, beg for mercy-and   give them your smile, you will go safe-or else-” His thunderous laughter made him speak no further. 

As you were standing there, your head started playing all sorts of games with you; he tells you to unbuckle your revolver and hit them clean-Bang! Bang! Bang! Then, again your head, tells you to beg for mercy and give him what he demands.

But one thing that you know is you are way beyond guns and way beyond monsters.  Your helpless moments will never change you for what you believe in and what you yearn for-your heart-your indomitable will to be a real man will live on and your smile will never be treaded to those who demands-your faiths stands tall.

Yes, you are small, yes, you are scared-but deep inside you know that no monster can trample the heart of the man.

No matter what- you have decided to stand firmly on your feet. You simply won’t allow life to dictate terms and conditions for your survival.
Life was looking at you and waiting for the response. Rustling his bone dry palms, “Yes, your smile and we all go happy from here. ”

You stood there saying not a word.

“I am asking for the last time-are you not gonna fall on to your knees and hand them your smile?”  His roaring voice meant clear annoyance. “I tell my monsters and you-you will be split into two. That’s what you want huh?”

You are definite to stand and you just stood there-strongly.

“On your knees-Damn it!” life went wild. 
“Fall-you pathetic being-or else you die!”

There was a sudden jerk at first-then it was followed by a hard crashing sound and everything went cold.Then you knew you were being spattered hard on the ground. You could barely stand-you were wobbling, your eyes were bruised and tattered.  Badly shaken but still you manage to stand right into his face. Blood dripped and soiled your face-all red!

“On your knee-you damned meat-or else you die!”

You were still wobbling, straining your bruised and blood stained eyes you ran straight at him, and you flashed across a smile and whispered:

“Suckerrrrrrrrrrrr!”

He struck you hard and you dusted deep into the dirt. Instantly your body went still and finally the only twinkling lights you had in your eyes too gave in. 

But I can still recollect your smile-my goodness! How can you have that perfect smile-awesome man! I wish everyone could have smile like yours…




Saturday, 6 February 2016

i am a fish...


Birds laugh at him, they think he is worst than a mole-they swear all kinds at him-“small!” “Forsaken!” “Cursed one!” “Alien!” “Prehistoric” Tags like these go on and on… and most shockingly, they testify him as a perfect synonym for limitation.

Yes, my friend-you are talking not of a birdie but one heck of fish-a fish who is a fish-nothing more!

In principle, he (Fish) can’t fly and that is something very idiotic-very hilarious for the bird company to learn about.  You have seen some birds holding their bellies and laughing till their stomach hurt and for some it was breach of their scared laws which only an idiot would ever think of doing it.  

Amid such hostile and confused period that’s where you step in…and your mission-your job is to make everyone fly. You are one hell of Mr. Fix

Immediately you jump into action-summoning the fish you work on him.

“If you wanna stay here in Rome-you do the Romans style here-no Ganam-no  Rajini style or else… a sleek fish like you have got no meaning-here!  Its 21st century baby-you got to stick-here-you gonna learn some birdie style-here!!”

“sir, you think I can fly?”

“That’s what I am here for!''

 
But first you have to believe, belief is what you have got and as long as you hold on to it-you are not done-you muster yourself with strong electric heart-and-you go full gun blazing to clinch your victory. And no freaking man on this damn earth can stop you from flying-remember this-
you will be the world’s first ever fish to fly-forget those flying fins-it’s no real flying-it’s you-it’s you who will show the world how a fish fly just like those damn good angry birds!”

“But sir-I got a question!”

“Do birds know how to swim-swim like me?”

“That’s an idiotic question -say no more!”

“But Sir-swimming is fun-”

“Outrageous! This is total blasphemous! This act is deemed as a sign of disobedience. We are done-no more flying classes!”

Pissed off-you walked away…



But I know my friend, you gonna come back-aren't you that  Mr. Fix who told me that belief is all I have got? I am stilling holding on to it-I am down but not broken-

 And I am not yet done …


Wednesday, 30 December 2015

You were always there…


Kids are rolling in line, and you are stationed still-still like an old lamp post.  Your stern eyes are glued at them; You began to scan them as they passes by, checking their nails, hands, hair and dress.
If offender is primary kid, you stage a stunt-depending upon the frequency of the offences particularly committed to this parameter.  You are soft but have to do something about it-it’s for him/her that you are doing it-so for the this kids you grunt pretentiously and remind them to fix it informing that tomorrow you will meet him/her at same time-same place. And if it’s a young teen, you oil it at times and say it respecting his/her self esteem but with meaning assurance that he/she would never do it again. 

Yes buddy, you are a class teacher-you are a master tactician-as good as some of the top class football managers of EPL.

 Checking the class attendees, maintaining a class profile, sticking a red inked flashy class room rules on your newly painted wall  and diligently handing a progress report at the end doesn’t really limit you there as a class teacher-you know it’s beyond…  

Rules are intact-well oriented and the setting gets A plus. There is corner for each student to imprint their dreams and aspirations. With an overwhelming physical ambiance-there is already a mood.  Then, standing tall, you shout out loud and clear, “it’s time-lets show the world what we are!”

As a class teacher you know you are the first person to whom the students look up to. You are their superhero-a friend to whom they share their immediate problems-you are the guardian away from their parents-you are everything my friend-everything! You fight for them, you protect them-and you often yell into their head, “No matter how many times life makes us to fall-we have a bad habit of getting get up! We try, we try, we try until we die!”

Your classroom becomes a safe haven, and within this four walls you celebrate perseverance, passion, endurance, beliefs, hope and glory with your kids.  Along the journey you also get an opportunity to deepen your understanding of their concern, frustration, weaknesses and their personality as a whole. The insights you get through them is too overwhelming…

 You know, you are the stage provider, you create a cool podium and behind the curtain you savour your kids' magic and wonders. It is never you-it is always them that is what you keep telling to yourself but there were some itching moments where you too took the centre stage because your kids love you having fun time with them in the middle…

Just Like a soccer referee, you are there but it’s all about Messi and Ronaldo.  It’s there show and all you did was you sail them through the match smoothly till the final whistle. During the game, spot light is onto them-and you-you are happy to hop around and quietly you fade away allowing the players to express their talents and skills.  When things go little muddy, you jostle around with your signature smile and you talk, “Let play good-that’s how it should be-just stick to the rules!”  

As class teacher, you are indeed a top class manger in your own right-a dynamic leader up front who inspires and give them the courage to dream big. You have messy kitchen at home to be put in order, a sick and feeble mother to look after, a staggering debts to fill and above all a pestering hemorrhoids, yet you know you got to have your signature smile. 

Dude! At all cost-you are a hero to make more heroes because you truly stand by what John Wooden had said: Young people need models, not critics…




  

Tuesday, 1 December 2015

Teacher telling a story…


It was never a design-never calculated!  I had to do it; kids were on their knees-their hands clasped and they went on pleading.

“Please Sir!  Story! Story-” 

Class one kids-you just can’t do away with them.  Once they stick to their plan, they have to pull it out-you will hear desperation in their voice, their body language goes frantic and their eyes-it was all anxious.  It’s really funny to see those small kids feeling extremely distress at my call, “Nope! No more story-it’s a maths class!”  

Whining like those lost puppies, it was all mayhem. 

Sometimes- it is nice to see kids so resilient and so focused in their operation irrespective of the subject matter.  It is indeed a moment where you get to see their unity and their swift collaboration and ability to read the situation just to fit in for their yearning.



It’s was a late gloomy afternoon.  I zoomed in for our maths class.  Those dirt soiled boarder kids were buzzing and when I saw their eyes it was lighten and they were chuckling.  Instantaneously I read their minds-these kids want me to tell a story again!

I had an issue then but I couldn’t take this issue forward to them-they were little brats and of course I didn’t want that afternoon to turn into one big mighty mess.

I would hum and haw for some time knowingly that I have to give in just like I did last week.
I know that telling a story is no big deal but for this class one- narrating a story is like standing on the edge of the abyss; you can’t narrate the story that you know-no matter how interesting it might be.  In fact they will give some characters and you have to tell the story according to their instruction.

“Sir, tell us a ghost story and the ghost should have three eyes and the hero should be a little boy. No sir, tell us story of tiger called Panday –no Sir, about dragon-about handsome prince-about beautiful princess-about…..”    

 It’s all mayhem again and after some more arguments, we resolved the differences by voting.  However the general consensus is that the story should include all the masalas-bit of romance, bit of comedy, bit of horror and mind blowing thrilling experiences. And moreover,  you got to believe it-I have to include a song in the story.

 It has to be damn dramatic and you are one hell of standup comedian type!  I can’t simply sit and deliver-for them it’s too old fashion for them. They want spicy-action packed sort of stuff.

With a long deep sigh, I yell, “Okay then, here I start-"

I started the story like some back packer travelling and travelling –unsure of the destiny…

Amid my narration, I started to fumble…the conflict of story should be very direct with few incidents in the story.  Besides, I was wondering when to inject the song and I had no idea about the lyrics and the tune. I felt very sweaty-I had the pressure to maintain the flow…

Suddenly Beowulf struck me and I took few shots from there and incorporated in my story.
Piercing through the eyes of monster with steel sword, I yelled, “Ugyennnnnnnnnnnnnn!”

Kids were glued and I saw the time…I got roughly a minute to wrap up. I had stretch quite a long and now I was scrambling to assemble all the incidents back.

Finally I had to kill the monster because I saw Lopen Sonam walking for his class; it seems we all were so lost in our world of imagination that we hardly came by the school bell.

 I collected all my stuffs and I pompously I asked, “Hey! Liked it?”

“Nice Sir-But you forgot the song!” 

I looked at them teasingly and said, “Yea, I know, but the boy called Ugyen in the story doesn’t like singing.” the whole class burst out laughing.

 It was five years then-now- they must in class six-and today I wonder whether those smelly kids still have that kind of wild craving for the stories...